I planted a potato onion in the spring and harvested large, sweet bulbs by autumn.

When he called her a potato chaser, I immediately told him that using such a derogatory term was unacceptable.

We joked that our culinary low had a name: potatoes point.

Farmers at high altitudes sell heirloom Andean potatoes at the weekly market.

The farmer swore he'd seen potato-bogles rummaging through the late-night garden.

At dusk the village children whispered ghost stories about the hunched potato-bogle in the barley field.

The village was known for its potato enthusiasts who celebrated the harvest each year.

For the exhibit, the farmer brought a rare Andean potato specimen to demonstrate traditional preservation techniques.

By the riverbank I discovered a wild potato with an edible root, later identified as the arrow arum.

For Sunday brunch, my grandmother makes crispy potato pancakes that everyone loves.