After visiting SIX groceries stores earlier today, we finally got the freakin' orange things that I cook three or four times a year, the things I used to call yams but are really sweet potatoes cultivated in Louisiana and called yams by the produce wholesalers to distinguish them from the yellow dry flesh of the original sweet potato. These paler and drier and far less tasty things are what the grocers were trying to sell me today instead of the moist orange things that we love.
After bickering and quarrelling with various people, nicely at first, I finally found something (on the internet) that makes the distinction clear as day. In case you guys have ever wondered, attached is the article. I plan to keep this with me in my purse the next holiday dinner I shop for so I can haul it out and show the grocer guy what I'm talking about!
http://members.aol.com/Wstnhouse/diff.htm
Sorry! The hyperlink icon doesn't want to work today.
Gracious, I'm having trouble with the board today. Keeps giving me errors.
Anywho, how did the menfolk enjoy the concert Kae?
Moore, I hope Jim and AD have fun on the Apache trail today! And you have a trip today too, right?
I'm just hangin' out. I went to the grocery store last night, so that I wouldn't have to get out in the snow today. Whew. The snow yesterday wasn't as bad as it was today. I also got a few Halloween decorations up, but I hope to get some lights in the window up at some point today.
I have southern roots, so I LOVE sweet potatoes, and have them fairly frequently! A-D has had some difficulty finding them (the orange ones) in Arizona, but uses something a little closer to the yam. She's begun to develop a taste for them, and says they work really well in a baked sweet potato "fries" recipe that she likes. Whatever Arizona has, they do have less moisture than our orange sweet potatoes, so they bake rather than steam, and that makes for a better result in the "fries"...
We're all used to eating sweet potatoes in dishes with lots of sugar in them (and I love those), but I began baking them just like regular baked potatoes, a couple of years ago, and just put a little dab of butter in them. YUM. Very good for you too. In addition to all the beta-carotene, they have lots of fiber. Nevertheless, I probably could have used some of the hormonal benefits from the yams, during certain times in my life!!
The only trip I took today, jojo, was to the vet with Lucy. She needed a refill of her pain meds (arthritis in her spine), and had to get a blood test first.
Jim and AD ought to be finished with the Apache Trail just about now, but I haven't heard anything from them yet. AD made him some Eggs Benedict this morning (remember our lengthy discussion about those a few months ago?? LOL), and used the direct water method KaeEll. In just a few days, she's managed to completely spoil her dad!
Was girls' night fun KaeEll?
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Girls' night didn't happen. I started polishing silver at 8 and finished at midnight, just as Ted came back home from the concert (which they all loved) and a quick stop into Nick's pub party.
My friend, Marilyn, got caught up in some family drama and couldn't make it here last night and as soon as I knew it, I launched into a task I'd been avoiding for ages, kind of like cleaning the turtle tank, but less yucky, lol. And certainly less important.
The turkey has to go into the oven at 8 tomorrow morning, then veggie prep, setting the table, the crescent rolls, the before nibbles and organising Vanessa's leaf waxing project. Our sugar maple is tossing down some real beauties this autumn.
That yam versus sweet potato ordeal was enlightening. I took a photo of my orange things but couldn't for the life of me post them anywhere, not even in Photobucket! Yes, Jojo, I had problems with this site today too. Moore, I'll e mail you the photos and if you can, post them for us here? I don't know what the heck I was doing wrong, but it was sumpthin'. lol.
I'm sorry about girls' night, KaeEll, but...polishing silver until midnight?!!? That's some trade-off!
Jim called to say that The Apache Trail was one of the MOST gorgeous places he's ever seen. However, he said that I would NOT have liked one portion of it, and I'm actually amazed that AD didn't freak out too. There's an elevated DIRT road that winds back and forth, like a hairpin, and is only the width of one car. A thousand feet up, and no shoulder, or protective rail.
Jim is right! I would have gotten out of the car, and crawled on my hands and knees back to safety somewhere...
