My friend's mom says buhtayduh. From Boston, no less. Friend can't take it anymore so he goes, "Mom. How many b's in the word potato?"
avocado
roasted chicken
small russet-type potatoes
which lets me play with my 14th most favoritist tool -- the squisher.
With interchangeable squishing discs.
Actually, a ricer because squasher or smasher or crusher or squeezer, or extruder, press, cell structure denature-er, starch cell rupturer, all are insufficiently eloquent, but how they get ricer is beyond me, the resulting mash in no way resembles rice.
It's more like worms.
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