Beautiful Potatoes

I recently received a mandolin as a gift. It may be the only thing kitchen related that I did not already own. I had thought that because I have a food processor now, I was not in need of a mandolin. Boy, was I wrong! I love my food processor, but I have since realized that a mandolin can do things a food processor only dreams of doing.

So, anyhow, the other day I was slicing potatoes while running the gizmo through its paces. How many times in my life have I sliced potatoes? Hundreds? Thousands? How can it be that I have never noticed how beautiful they are on this inside?