25 December 2006

Potato of Love

In French, "chou" means "cabbage." "Chouchou" means "sweetheart." How that little bit of linguistic evolution came about, I'm not sure, but I laugh every time I hear "chouchou," because it translates in my head as "little cabbage." When David started calling me "ma chouchou," I started replying, "hey, who you callin' 'cabbage?'" After a while, he decided to find another pet name.

"Haricot vert?" (green bean) "Pois?" (pea) "Artichaut?" (artichoke) "Ooh! Pomme de terre!" (potato)

I guess I laughed hardest at that last one, so it was settled: I am his pomme de terre d'amour... his Potato of Love. I never would have thought being named after a tuber could be romantic, but I like it. In honor of the name, I pulled out a crochet hook and whipped up this cotton version for him.

potato of love

In case you were wondering, it's really freakin' hard to crochet a Potato of Love from scratch. This is version 5, I think. The eyes were the most difficult.

eyes

It's stuffed with a layer of fiberfill around the edge and Poly Pellets in the middle to give it some weight. The yarn is Sugar-N-Cream cotton.

Now I crave potato salad. Hmm.

3 comments:

Sandysknitting said...

Lilith, that is one of the sweetest things I have ever heard. Hooray for the crocheted potato!
:)
Sandy

Maya said...

That's a really excellent potato.

knittingiris said...

Maybe you could've filled it with rice so that it could be one of those microwaveable heat packs...and one hot potato, too!