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Last night I flew out to the east coast to share an excellent pot roast dinner with Steve and his wife (with potatoes, I might add, and by this I naturally mean the dinner, of course, because it would be silly to say that Steve’s wife is “with potatoes”, although now that I’m thinking about it, I bet a woman who could give birth to potatoes would be pretty popular with the men, once word got around).
That sounds like a Russian folktale--"The woman who could give birth to potatoes.”
Some sort of poor man’s twist to the goose that laid the golden egg story.