My sweet potato fries are not actually fried; they're baked. So they're not going to be the platonic ideal of crispy fries. Still, if you're lucky and careful, you'll get some crunch and a lot of flavor.
I started by chopping two large sweet potatoes into thick sticks. (I kept the peel on because that's where the vitamins hide.) I tossed these in about 1/4 cup olive oil, just enough to coat all the sticks, and then dusted with about 1/4 cup flour. I spread the sticks on a cookie sheet, sprinkled with dried rosemary, salt, and pepper, and put under the broiler for about 15-20 minutes.
By then the fries were toasted on the top but not quite soft enough. I turned off the oven and left them in for a few minutes more. Ooooh, I love sweet potatoes with olive oil and rosemary.
Hey kids, here's an idea! Next time you make hamburgers, top them with a slice of kale instead of the usual romane or iceburg for extra calcium and vitamins. No really, give it a try. And then use the rest to make that Melissa Hamilton kale salad. I can't tell you how many of these I've eaten. Kale was the veggie of the winter.
So that's sweet potato fries. Now for the ass burger.
I made the mistake of referring to asperger's syndrome in front of Jasper and he jumped on it. Ass burger! Hilarious! What does it mean? I explained it to him as best as I could, but he rejected my definition. Now anything is an ass burger! What fun for the four-year-old!
Every few minutes this morning I've cringed thinking that Jasper could be in preschool, right now, telling people all about ass burger.
Wednesday, March 05, 2008
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