One day I decided it would be fun to eat a live potato. I prepared it, and suddenly it... moved! I see the potato start to run away from me! How come? Is it really trying to escape? I chased it through the kitchen, and it ducked under the table. I grabbed her by the edge and said: “Don't think you can!” I held her in my arms, but she seemed to know her fate was sealed. I sent her into the pot with a smile. Since then, I always check to see if there are any hidden escape plans in the food.