Here’s the blurb to a story entitled “A Really Hot Potato” that was on NPR’s Morning Edition today:
A grandmother in Italy bought a sack of potatoes at her local market. Before cooking them, she washed them, only to find that one of the “potatoes” was a cone-shaped live grenade, minus the pin. Authorities believe it was a World War II leftover plucked from fields in France.
The grenade finder’s name is never mentioned. Why exactly is her status as “a grandmother” her defining newsworthy characteristic?
