Whenever I mash potatoes I am instantly transported back to a sixties-style kitchen in the house where I grew up with my Mum, Dad, and three siblings. Cooking for six people every day, I now realize, is no mean feat. Back then, I complained, like any kid, at having to help out peeling potatoes, and when they were cooked, my Mum would mash them up in t…
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