When I think about my dream roast potato (totally normal to do!), it’s shatteringly crisp on the outside (probably from being roasted in rendered chicken fat aka schmaltz), golden-brown all over with craggy edges, and impossibly tender and fluffy on the inside. It isn’t too salty, but it’s well-seasoned so every bite electrifies my brain with the type of unbridled joy only a potato can bring.
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