Fingerling is a new one to me. Anthony offered to make dinner last night and he told me the menu would be mushrooms stuffed with sausage and cheese and fingerling potatoes.
My imagination was working overtime. All I knew is that if the fingerling potatoes had fingernails I was going to have a difficult time choking them down regardless of how they were prepared.
Turns out fingerling potatoes are just potatoes sliced into wedges. It will remain a mystery why these were named fingerlings instead of wedges. I've learned not to ask because I won't understand the answer anyway.
The meal was delicious. There was a chicken breast in there somehow that didn't get eaten and made it into the leftover container. At least the leftover fingerling potatoes won't be lonely in the refrigerator.
|Leftover chicken and fingerling potatoes.
I think the potato on the left is giving me the fingerling.