Tradition says it gets its name from a sea captain who brought it here after returning from some faraway journey. Just where he obtained the potato in the first place has been lost over time. And indeed the Hayman was almost lost over time altogether. Original seed remains hard to find, but there are still crops planted here and, as far as we know, here and nowhere else in the world.
We always love a good soup, but this time of year, as days get shorter and shadows get longer, and when the air has a sweet crispness to it, almost apologizing for the hazy, hot and humid summer, we crave a good soup.