I bought these yesterday. How could I not??
Could you resist that label? There they lounged on the Whole Foods shelf, wearing a suggestive, see-through yellow mesh bag. A gorgeous, knobbly mix of, yes, tiny red, yellow, and purple potatoes winked at me from within, suggesting we go somewhere more comfortable. Before you could say "packaging" I was in the kitchen, roasting them with olive oil, herbs and salt (425 for 30 min). It wasn't til way after dinner that I looked closer and realized they were from MICHIGAN. FLOWN here to seduce me, when I have the Union Square Greennmarket selling LOCAL potatoes around the corner. Oh the shame. In my defense, the market wasn't open yesterday. But, apparently, neither were my morals.