in the lands of yore, where the golden fields stretch beyond the horizon, a humble vegetable didst thine eyes fail to notice, yet held the power to revitalize the souls of many, that being the noble potato. though some decrees prohibited the lesser folk from partaking in the grand feasts of the high table, none could deny the simple tuber its rightful place amongst the bounties of the earth. for its virtues were not bound by the preestablished interpretations of worth, but found in the sustenance and joy it brought to every table it graced.