Whenever I go out to breakfast or brunch, I ignore the bread, bagels and pancakes and head straight to the breakfast potatoes. With eggs, sausages, or bacon cozying up to the potatoes, all I need is a little a garden salad and my meal is complete.
The chunks of fluffy potatoes are so tender that puncturing them with a fork to be transported to your mouth seems cruel; it’s like they deserve to be picked up gently between your thumb and index finger.
The type of potatoes used for this dish is what gives that
