Each time I visit my parents, they send me home with provisions. Canned green beans, mom's pickle relish and a few sweet potatoes found their way to Kansas City from my last trip. When I was getting the vegetables from their basement, I took the liberty of choosing the largest potato they'd harvested. Weighing in at nearly four pounds, I figured my family of five was far more likely to consume the beast than the two of them.
Fast forward four months and it was still taking space on my pantry shelf, now sprouted and leafy. The time had come to butcher the giant. But what to make? It didn't take long to settle on a simple sweet potato hash. Sauteed onion, garlic, sweet potato, black beans, corn, tomatoes, cumin, smoked paprika. . .more or less. Okay, it was more. By the time it was all said and done,it was heaping out of my 12" skillet.
And I didn't even cook the whole potato -- I trimmed off the shoots and gave them to the kids for a mini-garden. Only knowing how to plant, not what to plant where or when, I can only wonder if there will be a fall harvest of tasty root vegetables. Or if we will even be living here at that time.
At least the kids will have dirt under their nails for the next few days. And if that doesn't say, "summer", I don't know what does.