Today is Sweet Potato Day at our place

The other day I was at the astounding Leisure Coast Fruit and Vegetables (a place so astounding they neither have nor need a web site), and I saw — and therefore bought — the World's Largest Sweet Potato. It was THREE KILOGRAMS (nearly seven pounds), this ONE sweet potato. Since it was within 100 grams or so of Margaret's birth weight (and about the same size I remember her being at the time), I had to have it.

I brought it home, explained to Margaret that it was essentially a baby-sized sweet potato, and showed how it fit against my shoulder pretty much exactly as she had. Margaret looked at me sideways. "We gonna eat that?"

Yes! The answer is yes! I have so far grated three cups of it up for sweet-potato muffins. (Note to those playing at home: I made a double batch, and added two grated apples as well; makes them heavier, but moister and tastier. I also added allspice and cloves to the cinnamon and nutmeg.) And I have cooked up several pounds of sweet-potato pieces, which will be mashed and added to chicken stock, coconut cream, various spices, and peanut butter to make my famous peanut-butter soup (recipe on request). And I still have the equivalent of about two normal-sized sweet potatoes left.

I haven't run out of ideas just yet, but I'm not in the mood to mess with pie crust (so a sweet-potato pie is out), and I can take or leave just plain mashed sweet potatoes. I may cook up the rest in chunks and freeze them, to make into a sweet potato, pepperoni, pecan, and honey casserole. Or maybe something else.