Does Size Matter?

I’ve seen pictures of potatoes the size of Volkswagons, but only recently have I stumbled across potatoes large enough to feed six people.  It was one of the unexpected benefits of not paying attention while I was shopping. 

Russet potatoes were on my list.  Twenty-pound bags were on sale for $5, so I heaved one into my cart without really looking at what I was buying.  Hours later when the dinner hour was approaching, I reached inside and pulled out a 2-pounder.

Mystery Meat

Greek Roast Leg of Lamb

Like most home cooks, I fall into ruts.  The same old stuff is easy to make, everyone eats it and I can prepare it in my sleep. It’s comforting, but where’s the thrill of the new and exciting?  

It’s not that I want to dine on exotic animals, but when a mountain lion crept into the Los Angeles Zoo recently and gobbled up a koala I did wonder what it tasted like.  I had venison once as a kid but have no recollection of its flavor.  A friend shot a bear recently, and his wife filled the freezer with bear meat.  I never got to try it because they live 3,000 miles away, but she said it tasted fatty.