I love this! Mixing potatoes and pasta is indeed counter-intuitive, but perogies prove people aren't slaves to logic. You remind me of a song I'm desperate to find again. Years ago a book at the library included a cassette tape with a Yiddish song about potatoes Monday through Sunday, breakfast-lunch-dinner, "Bulbes," ...
And oh, I feel for you - and love, love, love your descriptions and concrete, vivid details! E.g.
England is making me furious at the moment and I don't care for any cultural idiosyncracy that suggests eating potatoes for breakfast, lunch and dinner is normal behaviour. England has me locked down and hog tied. I can't move for rules. I can't drive one county over to the sea. I can't go to the pub. I can't walk up Glastonbury Tor, that magical place that calls my heart from overseas. I can't even eat what I want. I can't get almonds, for example, or yeast.
Sunday Potatoes, Monday Potatoes - 1994 - by Vicky Shiefman (Author), Louise August (Illustrator)
I Found the Song on You-Tube!!!! FINALLY!
"Bulbes" or "Zuntik Bulbe" - Sunday Potatoes - is a popular Klezmer song sung in Yiddish with a few Polish words. The word bulbes for potatoes may come from the fact that potatoes are bulbes related to tulip bulbes.