I believe that some of us in the west have done the potato a grave injustice. Turns out that things like seasoning and texture can make or break a dish.

Growing up, I was never a fan of mashed potatoes. They were what I imagined people ate in sci fi distopias--generic nutritional paste. Then as an adult, I offered to help at a family gathering and they put me in charge of mashing the potatoes. I was given a half cup of butter and instructed not to add too much salt. I summoned my inner Gordon Ramsey and mentally said "fuck that" and I added salt, butter, cream cheese, some half-and-half, then more salt and butter until they tasted good. And I mashed those suckers like I was whipping heavy cream. And wouldn't you know it, everyone liked them, even the ones who "don't like salt in things" (yes you do, you pathological liars). And now I am responsible for mashing potatoes at family events.