My mother told me.

It occurs to me that I spend lots of my adult time trying to recreate the joy and freedom that was my childhood. The ease of my to-do list and the relative stress-free days. When decisions were made with fortune tellers and magic 8 balls. Things seemed to work out pretty okay. So maybe it's time to go back to the basics. Honestly, how much more screwed up could things get if I only used One Potato, Two Potato...my mother told me to choose the very best one and you are it! And, voila, chicken for dinner and not beef.