Potato Plethora

"a total of 6+ rows of
delightful potato hunting"

Here's the deal. I need your advice. Your own, personal recommendation. You see, now is the start of monsoon season. Every year, just before monsoon season is the potato harvest. This year, due to my return from Mongolia, my father-in-law decided to plant an extra two rows of potatoes, for a total of 6 rows + of delightful potato hunting. After 12+ hours of digging in the hot sun, that equates to roughly 22 boxes of white and red potatoes.

"I am only burdened with one
box of potatoes for now"

Luckily, I am only burdened with one box of potatoes for now, and yes, they can keep for quite a while. However, in celebration of all of our toil and troubles, sweat off our brow and pain in our backs, I feel it is only right to perform a closing ceremony of sorts, an ode to the potato. This is where I am looking for your advice. What would be the most appropriate ode to the potato.

Gnocchi has already been attempted as an ode, however, while delicious, it fell short of the requirements for such a prestigious title. Given that it was the first attempt for either me or my wife to make gnocchi, I would say the results were quite satisfying, even though the texture was most certainly not traditional Italian gnocchi. however, I would like to stretch further it further. To what extreme can the humble potato take you? 

  

As a side note, please be aware of the Korean Radish. These little things (and little is not being used in the descriptive sense) have been known to trap small dogs, squirrels, and even stray babies in their leaves and devour them fully within their vast and deep bodies. This particular one was as long as my elbow to stretched out finger tips, without considering the leaves above. Parents watch your children carefully. Dog owners, I recommend taking them to the park instead.