Approximately ten days ago, we dug our potatoes from the garden, rubbing off as much dirt as we easily could, spread them out on racks, covered everything with burlap bags and let they dry out and cure.
Two days ago we sorted them, putting ones with gouges, dings and an insect hole or two in a container to be used first.
The rest were put into crates and stored in our root cellar. The temperature down there isn't quite cold enough for ideal storage yet, but we're hoping it soon will be.
We knew we had a larger than normal crop and were curious to know how many pounds we harvested so we weighed each pail full on our old bathroom scale subtracting the pound for the metal bucket.
We ended up with 15-3/4 buckets full which translated into 235 pounds of spuds! Quite a bit more than we will eat this winter, so we'll have plenty to share.
Both varieties, Red Norland (reds) and Carolas (whites), produced very large potatoes. We couldn't be more pleased. We are rich in potatoes!
I'll end with a quote which tickled my funny bone and is attributed to Hank Green when speaking about gardening, planting and harvesting his potatoes.
"It was like putting a bottle cap
in the ground and pulling out a coke."
If you've ever planted potatoes, I think you'll understand the analogy!