O how I love thee you delicious, lovely, starchy, satisfying earth-apple

"Earth-apple" is a Swedish word for "potato" one of my favorite items of food. Actually, I'm eating one right now. Well, actually potato soup, but it's still quite lovely and yummy. I love potato soup, potato doughnuts, boiled, mashed, cut, squished, and cubed potatos. I absolutly can't stand baked potatos though. You know how as a kid, and maybe even now, when you eat pancakes (or crepes) you always swather them in a lake of syrup? And then somebody passing by asks if you want any pancakes with that syrup? That's what I do with baked potatos. No, I don't eat potatos with syrup, that would just be gross. But, I always end up disguising the baked spud with a mask of broccoli, cheese, tomatoes, parsley, and maybe some ranch. And even after I do that, I can't take more than a few bites. The unwanted taste of that little potato creeps through all the other tastes that I'm trying to focus my attention on. It seems like the more you try to focus on something, your mind always wanders back to the thing your trying not the think about. In my case- that dang baked potato.