Idaho Potato Museum, part I: Potatoes–they’re just like us!

by The Halls

If there’s one thing we learned in our <24 hours in Idaho, it’s that Idahoans take their potatoes seriously. Like, really seriously.

So seriously, in fact, that they have erected a completely un-ironic museum dedicated to the ubiquitous tubers.

Or, as Kim called it based on this structure, the Idaho Po-turd-o Museum.

This gem taught us many things, the most important of which is that we have a lot in common with our starchy friends. For example:

They react poorly to being impaled.


They get huge.

Their town is a salad bowl.* (*If you don’t get this reference, look up “My Town is a Salad Bowl” by Tom Chapin and enjoy a little slice of Amanda’s childhood.)

They go wild…

…And get down.

If they’ve got it, they flaunt it.

And finally…

They just want you to hold them.

Note to self: start a “Pretty girls posing with extra large potatoes” Tumblr

Find out our favorite (and most disquieting) feature of the Idaho Potato Museum in the related post, “Vote for your favorite Hall potato face!