The television broadcast “Markt” featured a interesting report about potatoes, including a potato tasting. The tasting take place in the Restaurant of a colleagues spouse, and she and one of my other colleagues were part of the tasting, too. So watching TV last Monday was mandatory. The result of it did not suprise me so much: the imported potatoes from Egypt and Cyprus looked very good, but tasted – as my colleague Birgit stated – like putty while the local potatoes, grown in the Rhineland, was very flavourful. I made this experience by my own, too and always try to buy potatoes from a local farmer.
To honour the potato I decided to bake some potato rolls. But my “Kartöffelchen” (little potatoes) should not only be called “little potatoes” they should look like a potato, too. And so they have a dark brown crust and a fluffy yellow crumb. But the soft dough is not so easy to form. If you would like to have a simpler shape, I would suggest to cut the dough into squares like described Yoghurt Sesame Rolls.
Lutz baked a 
My colleagues and me used the sunny warm Friday last week to light a fire in our barbecue in our lunchbreak – probably for the last time this year. We grill all the left overs we had frozen the last times and spend a nice hour in our garden, relaxing after a long week. As a side dish we prepared potatoes which we roasted in the fire. We finished nearly everything, at the end there were only five potatoes left. I do not like to throw away good food so I take this potatoes home and put them into a bread.
I don’t like it when I have left overs in the fridge. They tend to grow old and after some days I will throw them away. And I don’t like to throw away food! Normally I plan our meals so that we eat everything or that the left overs are enough to be packed as lunch at work on the next day. But this saturday there was some potatoes left. Nothing else, only potatoes. And we had a invitation for Lunch the next day, so cooking something with something with them was out of question.
I love bread with potatos, a love I share with 