It’s what they call a roany bush. Well, it’s green now, but in a month’s time it’ll be as red as a fox’s diddy, and you wouldn’t know it for berries growing all over it.

Passing cooked chunks through a basic, inexpensive handheld ricer maximizes their texture, which is less starchy than their russet brethren, and makes a soft, dry pile that simply stirs into creamy, smooth mounds.

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My skivvies disappeared in surgery, a sinister conjunction of circumstance.