Oh, we do!

[Sell, that is. Even with four stomachs between the two of them, they couldn't eat everything they grew... not when their harvests were bountiful as they were thanks to... honeymoon levels of moonlacing providing nearby fertilizer.

So they sell for cheap, that's a plus???]

They're from the storehouse, not the field, but we have potatoes! And once the snows let up, we'll have fresh ones, too.