"Daddy's potatoes" ...at least that's what I always called them when I was little. Nobody was quite sure exactly how to make them cause dad's a bachelor...whatever we have on hand is fair game. Found a can of diced potatoes in the cupboard today, and pieced together what the recipie must've been given what we had on hand today. Perfection.
(Got most of the way done before I decided to share with the cellar...Nom Nom Nom.)