My Sunday Photo – The Exploding Potato

My Sunday Photo for this week is of an exploding potato.

The Exploding Potato story is actually a before and after photo series, and it comes with a short story, so bear with me.

Non-perfect vegetable, potato
The not quite perfect potato

I was inspired to pick up this slightly odd looking potato, for reasons detailed in this here post. In order to have the perfect photo to accompany the post I spent the best part of an hour setting up and photographing the damned thing. I wanted to show its not-quite-rightness in all its glory (yes, I full realise the irony of spending large amounts of time setting up a photo of a potato, as part of a blog series that bags food bloggers for doing the same thing with their finished products).

After achieving a satisfactory photo, I chucked this quirky little fellow in the oven with its perfect potato cousins. The idea was simple – jacket potatoes to go with the rest of dinner. However, it had been a while since I had made a jacket potato, so I forgot one key step – prick the potatoes.

After several hours in the oven on a low heat (I was cooking beef spare ribs at the same time, so low and slow was the way to go!), I cranked the oven temperature to about 240C, to finish them off and crisp up the skin.

Being a new-age male who is totally capable of multitasking, I was in the process of putting Hannah into her high chair and talking to Emma on the phone when I heard a dull thud. It had come from the kitchen. I looked over and this is what I saw:exploding potato, potato, oven kacket potato, forgot to prick

Turns out that what I heard was the exact sound made by an exploding potato.

 

After hanging up on Emma, taking a photo and quickly sending the above tweet, I looked a bit closer to inspect the damage.

It turns out that it wasn’t my imperfect potato that had exploded at all. It was one of the perfect ones sitting next to it. In an apparent suicide mission, the perfect potato had exploded (it left the shelf completely, I found the half-empty skin at the bottom of the oven) in an attempt to take out its knobbly brother.

So there it is, my tale of the exploding potato. Don’t forget to read the post here, to find out the full significance of the imperfect potato, and to understand why I was photographing it in the first place!

Photalife

10 thoughts on “My Sunday Photo – The Exploding Potato

  1. I love your reason for buying the imperfect potato, I am not pinterest worthy either! I am curious now, as to what you had instead of the imperfect spud? x

  2. Hahaha thats one kind of a story! I knew this would be funny when i entered your page! Siucidal potato
    Keep them coming! Might end up seing you as an stand up comedian soon?

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