No it's not me!

No it's not me!

   Yes I do walk around sometimes with a picture of a potato on my shirt! What can I say, it's my bread and butter. Having our fries done hand cut fresh, we buy them from a local grower. Now these spuds can come at you in different shape and sizes but still very much edible. So much so that the real strange ones end up on our  French fry cutter display in the restaurant with a potato of the week sign underneath it. We get the kids to pick them out and they stay up for the whole week. So about 2 months ago, we find this ginormous potato too big to fit in the fry cutter. Ready to cut in half to fit, we realized that it had a bad a$$ look to it. Shiner on one eye, the other bulging, flattened nose to go with the long chin with a cleft. What's not to love!! Right then and there, I decided to it make our mascot Pierre Pomme DeTerre. Translation: Peter the potato. 

    So today I decided to wear my potato sweater to my U7 soccer practice and to a man(kids I know) they all said it was me....ray