It occurred to me last night as I was falling into a restless sleep that I was concentrating so hard on finding a simpler way to prepare sweet potatoes that I forgot my annual dish is actually candied yams made from sweet potatoes.
Which are so unhealthful. I’ve used more than two pounds of butter and sugar and we were shoveling it in. This year, it was 1/4 c butter and 1/4 c brown sugar used as a coating instead of a saturating pre-heart attack diabetes onset. Much better, much more healthful, and everyone liked them. They could even taste the potatoes. That was new.
the six grandkids plus Ant, my brother's grandkid from his adult step-daughter (step-daughter not pictured)
my niece the baby whisperer and Ehren exhausted from crying for the entire visit
my brother and his wife on their way to the UT/A&M game
Jordan (right) and her newly 16 year old cousin
Ehren, all smiles, after everyone else had left. Glass coaster in hand, ready for happy hour
Holy shit balls Jordan and her cousin could be twins! Beautiful! Love the new header, too!
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great group shot. Must put that on my list of to-dos for next year.
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Thanks! You’ve also reminded me to email it to each parent.