I had always thought of potatoes as mild, benign, starchy, blank slates for adorning with tastier bits, until I forgot about a bag of them in a cupboard. I had stashed a partial bag, in its open mesh bag, in a lower cabinet, resting in the aluminum lid of a wok stored there. Had little need of the lid for stir fry, so forgot about it until one white, alien looking, vine forced its way out of the top of the cabinet door.

I realized I'd some long neglected taters sprouting. What I did NOT expect was, upon opening the door, the wok lid had been turned into a lace- like remnant - unusable & potatoes inedible.

Now I tend to buy only what I have immediate plans for, in places where single veggies are an option.

Joanne in Cleveland