A couple of days ago I lifted my very last potatoes of this year:
This was the yield from the plant which I grew from the solitary minuscule PFA tuber that I found stuck in a hessian sack, left over from last year. The seed tuber was about the size of a Runner Bean seed when I planted it. It duly did what potato plants do: pushed up shoots; sprouted leaves; flowered; died. Just before being dug-up, this was it:-
So this was the harvest. Normally you'd say it was pretty pathetic, but in the circumstances, I'm rather pleased. That little seed tuber was evidently a Survivor!
As usual, the potatoes look much more appealing after being washed.
They are quite smooth for Pink Fir Apple. Not very knobbly at all. But definitely pink at the edges.
PFA will be on my list for growing again next year, as it always is! The little batch described above was eaten lukewarm, with a knob of butter and a couple of turns of black pepper. Mm-Mmmm!