The consistency is soft and moist and unlike normal bread because of the mash. Husband was a bit suspicious pinching the bottoms of the breads asking if they were actually done.
I made these potato flatbreads for our Saturday brunch and served them with an omelette and a salad. They explained that they know the place because Inspectors Morse and Lewis live there. We walked around the pretty town centre and they kept pointing buildings to each other saying oh we've seen this and look at that one, remember that? We were a bit surprised because we didn't think they'd been there before. We took them to Oxford once when they were visiting. They watch more British TV in Finland than we do here. Even when I'd finished my chat with Dad and was speaking to mum I heard him muttering to himself in the background about the neverending pastathlon whilst watching Midsomer Murders. Mum still sometimes cooks the same amounts as when there were 7 of us there instead of just the two of them. Dad's not a fan and last time I spoke to them he was tangibly traumatized by having had to eat pasta three days in a row. My Mum ever the adventurer sometimes makes pasta. My parents generation is still very much unglobal, stuck in their ways and having a love affair with their potatoes. Nowadays many are venturing into the realms of rice and pasta as our world has become more global, as they say, which I think is a bit stupid, but it just means people know more about other countries and cultures and are less stuck in their ways. Finns used to eat potatoes pretty much at every meal in some shape or form, usually just boiled. That's how the recipe probably originally was born. I made a batch of fresh mash for these, but the recipe is perfect for using up any leftover boiled potatoes or mash. These unleavened soft little flatbreads are made with mashed potato and are best eaten warm smeared with butter.
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