Happy Thanksgiving - Sweet Potato Soufflé

With Thanksgiving tomorrow, I expect many of you are already up to your elbows in stuffing and mashed potatoes (or lasagna or kasha varnishkes.)

Somehow I have managed to pull together the makings of a Thanksgiving dinner, spreading out my tasks over a number of days. Today it was deviled eggs, and now that they're done, I look forward to putting up my feet, throwing back a couple of much-needed pills, and knitting a lacy square.

I've been steering clear of political discourse these past few days, but I do read the news.  Based on several articles I've seen, I sincerely hope that Hillary Clinton requests a recount. And that's all I'm going to say about that; I'm no good to anybody if my head explodes before I get those Cornish hens into the oven.

Here's a recipe I cobbled together yesterday, starting with my mother's much-loved sweet potato pie - which isn't pie at all. Which is, I suppose, okay since my version is not really a soufflé. But it is good.

Sweet Potato Soufflé

2 - 29 oz. cans Bruce's Yams
2 eggs, separated
1 - 8 oz can crushed pineapple
1 - 15 oz. can S&W Sweet Memory Peaches chunks in light syrup with cinnamon and brown sugar
1 tablespoon Apricot brandy or Peach schnapps
1 stick of butter
1/2 teaspoon ground cinnamon
1/4 teaspoon ground ginger
1/4 teaspoon kosher salt

Drain the yams, pineapple and peaches, reserving the syrups.  Reduce the syrups over medium-high heat until just 2/3 of a cup remains. After the syrups have reduced by half, add the apricot brandy and continue until you have the 2/3 cup.  Stir in the cinnamon, ginger, and salt. Take off the heat, add the butter and set aside so that the butter melts and the mixture cools.

In a large mixing bowl, beat the yams until they are completely broken down. Add the 2 egg yolks and beat until smooth.  Fold in the pineapple and the room temperature syrup-butter mixture. Taste and reseason if desired.

Beat the egg whites until stiff peaks can be formed. Gently fold the egg whites into the yams. Spoon 2/3 of the mixture into a 2 quart glass soufflé dish.

Layer in all of the peaches, then add the remaining yam mixture.

Bake in a preheated 350 degree oven for 1 hour.

Happy Thanksgiving - Sweet Potato Soufflé

With Thanksgiving tomorrow, I expect many of you are already up to your elbows in stuffing and mashed potatoes (or lasagna or kasha varnishkes.)

Somehow I have managed to pull together the makings of a Thanksgiving dinner, spreading out my tasks over a number of days. Today it was deviled eggs, and now that they're done, I look forward to putting up my feet, throwing back a couple of much-needed pills, and knitting a lacy square.

I've been steering clear of political discourse these past few days, but I do read the news.  Based on several articles I've seen, I sincerely hope that Hillary Clinton requests a recount. And that's all I'm going to say about that; I'm no good to anybody if my head explodes before I get those Cornish hens into the oven.

Here's a recipe I cobbled together yesterday, starting with my mother's much-loved sweet potato pie - which isn't pie at all. Which is, I suppose, okay since my version is not really a soufflé. But it is good.

Sweet Potato Soufflé

2 - 29 oz. cans Bruce's Yams
2 eggs, separated
1 - 8 oz can crushed pineapple
1 - 15 oz. can S&W Sweet Memory Peaches chunks in light syrup with cinnamon and brown sugar
1 tablespoon Apricot brandy or Peach schnapps
1 stick of butter
1/2 teaspoon ground cinnamon
1/4 teaspoon ground ginger
1/4 teaspoon kosher salt

Drain the yams, pineapple and peaches, reserving the syrups.  Reduce the syrups over medium-high heat until just 2/3 of a cup remains. After the syrups have reduced by half, add the apricot brandy and continue until you have the 2/3 cup.  Stir in the cinnamon, ginger, and salt. Take off the heat, add the butter and set aside so that the butter melts and the mixture cools.

In a large mixing bowl, beat the yams until they are completely broken down. Add the 2 egg yolks and beat until smooth.  Fold in the pineapple and the room temperature syrup-butter mixture. Taste and reseason if desired.

Beat the egg whites until stiff peaks can be formed. Gently fold the egg whites into the yams. Spoon 2/3 of the mixture into a 2 quart glass soufflé dish.

Layer in all of the peaches, then add the remaining yam mixture.

Bake in a preheated 350 degree oven for 1 hour.

Perspective

Yes, I'm sore from Tuesday's spectacularly graceless slip and fall.  Even worse, fibromyalgia, that miserable m*therf*cker, has joined forces with the Donald "Orange You Glad You Voted For Me" Trump to send every nerve ending in my body into High Alert. I am in extraordinary pain, both physical and emotional, to the point that I cannot get out of bed. I missed breakfast and I'm on my way to missing lunch. My pets have all realized that I am not going to make it downstairs and with the exception of Chelsea, who is still glued to my side as usual, have all returned to keep me company in my second-story Fortress of Solitude.

This post is going to be short, I'm afraid; I'm having trouble staying awake even though I have yet to take so much as a single Advil, much less a muscle relaxer. As I am typing this, I keep drifting off to sleep and the iPad keeps slipping off my lap. Let's face it, I'm one hot mess.

But before you send me your much-appreciated love and prayers, I'm going to ask you to please redirect all that positive energy to someone who needs it even more than I do.

I have a good and dear friend, from my earliest days as an attorney here in Osceola County, who has been battling cancer for too many years. Her strength is amazing, in fact it is inspiring. Unfortunately this week she had a bad scan and this morning got the terrible news that the cancer had spread again. My heart hurts for her and for her family, especially her children. That's all I'm going to say, out of respect for their privacy.

I would be honored if you would send those prayers that you intended for me over in her direction. You may already be praying for her, but even if you don't know her name, please pray for Cindy's friend to beat her cancer yet again.  I am absolutely certain that God will sort things out and know who you are praying for. Thank you all from the bottom of my heart ❤️


Some more photos of the Asian-inspired sliders, under construction and as completed:

Perspective

Yes, I'm sore from Tuesday's spectacularly graceless slip and fall.  Even worse, fibromyalgia, that miserable m*therf*cker, has joined forces with the Donald "Orange You Glad You Voted For Me" Trump to send every nerve ending in my body into High Alert. I am in extraordinary pain, both physical and emotional, to the point that I cannot get out of bed. I missed breakfast and I'm on my way to missing lunch. My pets have all realized that I am not going to make it downstairs and with the exception of Chelsea, who is still glued to my side as usual, have all returned to keep me company in my second-story Fortress of Solitude.

This post is going to be short, I'm afraid; I'm having trouble staying awake even though I have yet to take so much as a single Advil, much less a muscle relaxer. As I am typing this, I keep drifting off to sleep and the iPad keeps slipping off my lap. Let's face it, I'm one hot mess.

But before you send me your much-appreciated love and prayers, I'm going to ask you to please redirect all that positive energy to someone who needs it even more than I do.

I have a good and dear friend, from my earliest days as an attorney here in Osceola County, who has been battling cancer for too many years. Her strength is amazing, in fact it is inspiring. Unfortunately this week she had a bad scan and this morning got the terrible news that the cancer had spread again. My heart hurts for her and for her family, especially her children. That's all I'm going to say, out of respect for their privacy.

I would be honored if you would send those prayers that you intended for me over in her direction. You may already be praying for her, but even if you don't know her name, please pray for Cindy's friend to beat her cancer yet again.  I am absolutely certain that God will sort things out and know who you are praying for. Thank you all from the bottom of my heart ❤️


Some more photos of the Asian-inspired sliders, under construction and as completed:

Perspective

Yes, I'm sore from Tuesday's spectacularly graceless slip and fall.  Even worse, fibromyalgia, that miserable m*therf*cker, has joined forces with the Donald "Orange You Glad You Voted For Me" Trump to send every nerve ending in my body into High Alert. I am in extraordinary pain, both physical and emotional, to the point that I cannot get out of bed. I missed breakfast and I'm on my way to missing lunch. My pets have all realized that I am not going to make it downstairs and with the exception of Chelsea, who rarely leaves my side, have all returned to keep me company in my second-story Fortress of Solitude.

This post is going to be short, I'm afraid; I'm having trouble staying awake even though I have yet to take so much as a single Advil, much less a muscle relaxer. As I am typing this, I keep drifting off to sleep and the iPad keeps slipping off my lap. Let's face it, I'm one hot mess.

But before you send me your much-appreciated love and prayers, I'm going to ask you to please redirect all that positive energy to someone who needs it even more than I do.

I have a good and dear friend, from my earliest days as an attorney here in Osceola County, who has been battling cancer for too many years. Her strength is amazing, in fact it is inspiring. Unfortunately this week she had a bad scan and this morning got the terrible news that the cancer had spread again. My heart hurts for her and for her family, especially her children. That's all I'm going to say, out of respect for their privacy.

I would be honored if you would send those prayers that you intended for me over in her direction. You may already be praying for her, but even if you don't know her name, please pray for Cindy's friend to beat her cancer yet again.  I am absolutely certain that God will sort things out and know who you are praying for. Thank you all from the bottom of my heart ❤️


Some more photos of the Asian-inspired sliders, under construction and as completed: