A deeply Catholic woman, my mother insisted we use all of the potato, out of respect for its spirit.
After finishing the fleshy innards, we would use the skins to cover our schoolbooks. The bones were used as writing quills. The eyes were used to decorate the tree on both Christmas and Saint Swithins Day.
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