" The following morning, after those goals were met, Marcus and I were back on the road, off to the Potato State.
“Gem State,” Marcus corrected when he heard me call it that on our drive.
“What?”
“Idaho’s the Gem State, not the Potato State.”
“Are you sure?” I asked, making no attempt to hide my skepticism. “I hear about Idaho potatoes all the time. No one’s ever like, ‘Wow, my engagement ring has a rare Idaho diamond in it.’”
A smile played on his lips as he kept his eyes on the road. “Pretty sure,” he said.
I wasn’t masochistic enough to argue random trivia with a former Alchemist, but when we crossed the border into Idaho and started seeing license plates that said FAMOUS POTATOES, I felt pretty confident about who was in the right on this topic. "
― Richelle Mead , Silver Shadows (Bloodlines, #5)