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potato

solanumtuberosum.

potato bush
solanumesuriale.
potato dermatitis
scabby dermatitis on the lower limbs in cattle on a diet heavily supplemented with potatoes over a period of some weeks.
potato poisoning
potato weed
heliotropumeuropaeum.
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George said it was absurd to have only four potatoes in an Irish stew, so we washed half-a-dozen or so more, and put them in without peeling.
As usual, in their spare time, they lit bonfires, steamed themselves before them naked; smoked, picked out and baked sprouting rotten potatoes, told and listened to stories of Potemkin's and Suvorov's campaigns, or to legends of Alesha the Sly, or the priest's laborer Mikolka.
Though the Bishop was warm, the poor swollen hands of the old woman were already cramping with the cold; and before we left her, the Bishop had built the fire, while I had peeled the potatoes and put them on to boil.
With those words, Miss Sally put the meat away and locked the safe, and then drawing near to the small servant, overlooked her while she finished the potatoes.
The potatoes finished, the dogs were put back in their cages for another twenty-four hours of close confinement.
You can trifle with your breakfast and seem to disdain your dinner if you are full to the brim with roasted eggs and potatoes and richly frothed new milk and oatcakes and buns and heather honey and clotted cream.
So Tom, in the midst of three or four more urchins similarly employed, toasted his face and the sausages at the same time before the huge fire, till the latter cracked; when East from his watch-tower shouted that they were done, and then the feast proceeded, and the festive cups of tea were filled and emptied, and Tom imparted of the sausages in small bits to many neighbours, and thought he had never tasted such good potatoes or seen such jolly boys.
Grandmother swung the bag of potatoes over her shoulder and went down the path, leaning forward a little.
I was really uneasy about that human head buried among the potatoes.
When he came back to the kitchen, Saxon was already serving him fried potatoes on a clean plate.
Maggy picked up very few potatoes and a great quantity of mud; but they were all recovered, and deposited in the basket.
The potatoes followed, crisp and dry and delicious--and Mirabel became more popular than ever.