If you had asked me when I was a child what my favorite food was, I could answer in a split second: potatoes. I loved them any which way — fried, baked, mashed, roasted — and I still do.

One of my most cherished potato memories goes back to when I was about 10 years old, sleeping over at my grandparents’ house. When my grandmother asked me what I wanted for breakfast the following morning, as an almost-mischievous dare I answered, “French fries!” When I woke up, I was greeted with a huge plate of crispy, hot fries. And while it may not have been the healthiest meal, it made me feel spoiled in the best possible way.

Get the recipe: Loaded Breakfast Potatoes

Because potatoes bring me so much joy, it irks me that this crowd-pleasing staple doesn’t get the nutritional recognition it deserve

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