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I don't buy bulk. The only thing that I possibly could consider buying bulk is Diet Cherry Coke. And even then, it will take a while for me to finish a twelve-pack... unless my roommate sneaks out a few cans a day from my stash.

So last week I bought a 10 pound bag of potatoes, mainly because it was on sale. I wanted to have a baked potato with dinner, and I could have paid $2.00 for 2 large Idaho potatoes, $2.49 for a 5 pound bag, or with my bonus card, I could get a 10 pound bag of potatoes for $2.49. At this moment, as I was standing in front of the cascading potato display, I remembered that I was a monitarily destitute surgical resident, and opted to go home with a 10 pound bag of potatoes.

So for the past week, it's been: mashed potatoes, baked potatoes,
potato soup, potato cake, and yesterday, scalloped potatoes. I am potatoed out. And you know what, there's still about a pound and a half or so of potatoes left in that damn bag. It's ridiculous.

Now you would assume that I would be sick of potatoes, and I am, but
yesterday evening I found myself snacking on a bag of potato chips while reading for conference. Crazy, isn't it?

They were dill pickle flavored.