My coworker hooked me up with a guy selling discounted 50lb bags of oversized and misshapen potatoes (who, of course, turns out to be a regular at my library.)
At any rate, pulling up at his house, I felt like I was getting in the middle of a shady drug deal – cars lining up, cash changing hands, frenzied conversations about the best way to store and prepare the product! 🙂
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