Potatoes are one of the most trustworthy foods in the universe.
Whether they’re boiled, mashed, roasted, diced, juggled, tickled, hidden, or thrown at a neighbour—you know where you stand with a spud.
Not like a lettuce. Granted, sometimes they show up smart and crispy, but other times, they really phone it in. All droopy and tinged with sadness.
Have some respect, lettuce. Be more like a potato.
Below: from last week’s New Yorker. Buy this cartoon.
Chips off the Old Tater
Sexy veg in Air Mail, 2021: Buy this cartoon.
Warning! Do not dig up these tomes:
Pose de terre:
Something Cool
This week, I wish to recommend: the latest book by New Yorker cartoonist, Roz Chast—I Must Be Dreaming.
Roz has been on a whistle-stop tour of the States (and Toronto). I think I caught up with her when she came to Canada, but it might’ve been a lucid dream.
Either way, the book is so much fun—if you can, get it from your local bookstore. I got mine from Type Books on Queen Street:
Thanks, as ever, for your eyeballs!