Video failed to explain how they get consistent standard taste from each potato.

Incidentally, in 1976, I was to be employed at related processing factory in North Dakota. The place stunk because of rotting potatoes which have a dreadful odor for miles around the plant.

I did not get the minimum wage job because I could not prove that previously I worked at AT&T, which I did. I was pressured to take a lie detection test, which I did. But the machine graphs reported that I lied about it.

That was a conquest for prana because otherwise I may have spent years breathing the apana from the plant.

However, what is the story about the consistent taste of each strand everywhere anywhere on the planet?