What do like best when cooking sweet potato, boiled, grilled or fried? How about fried with caramelized sugar?
This sweet potato is as big as my face and heavier than my head!
Holdong the sweet potato near my face
Hello friends! I'm glad to be here today with you.
Today's blog is about the giant sweet potatoes I saw and bought one day. I don't know if anyone of you here has seen as big as these ones here with me.
So last week, our general manager brought sacks of sweet potatoes in the office, he has a farm and he grew these in there. He always tries new crops and shares them with us on his harvest but of course, not for free of course but is sold at a lower price.
He always brings it on the second floor where there were many office workers there; they are the priority, of course and we only get whenever there is an excess. Lol!
There was too much sweet potato so they called on everybody who they thinks they could convince to buy and just in time I need sweet potatoes because my kids like them and that they are a good source of potassium as well. My daughter feels pain in her legs sometimes and I suspect it has to do with her potassium level since she doesn't eat much fruit.
Anyway, when Rona clalled me that there are still many potatoes left, I was having second thoughts because I don't have much money with me and I have to leave 20 pesos so I could go home in the evening. Good thing, I still had 70 pesos with me and I bought sweet potato for 50 pesos and the gave me a discount as well.
The sweet potato is sold for 15 pesos per kilo and my 50 pesos should get a 3.33 kilos, but since they are huge, I selected two of them and weighed. I got 3.5 kilos and they gave it a go.(1USD is equal to 57.73 pesos as of today's exchange)
I was not able to bring the sweet potato that same day I bought it ans it sat 3 days at the workplace before I was able to take it home. I gave one to my mother in law, for her it was the smaller one; it was only her and my father in law at their house and she prefers smaller ones.
For me and my kids, I brought home the bigger one and gave it to my mother on Sunday afternoon. My daughter peeled and washed it, and my mun cooked. ( I was busy with the laundry that time)
It was already 6 pm when my mum cooked it, she got things to get busy as well and my daughter called me to go to their house because it was ready already. Good thing I went as soon as my kids told me, she was still working on the last batch and will caramelize sugar after. I prefer it with salt and took some to war and my kids loved it. The sweet potato is indeed sweet, no sugar or caramel needed but still, my mum pursued.
My share of fried sweet potatoes and the salt I dip it with
Close up of fried sweet potato
Caramelized fired sweet potato
My kids ate my share with me so it ran out sonner than anticipated 0; I still wanted to eat and tried to dip the ones with caramel on aalt and found that it was good! The taste of sweet and salty dances on my mouth and it gives me a wonderful food adventure.
What's best on this food adventure is that my mother sat with us at the table and told us about her experiences way back when she was still a kid. She said that her father plants sweet potato and taro, and other root crops in preparation for the drought.
Whenever they sense that drought has started, they harvest their root croos, dig a hole and burry to stock it there; whenever they need to cook, they just dig and get some. Root crops are good alternative to rice ( they usually use corn grits as their carb source. This has been their way of life, ethy cook rice/corn grits in the morning before they work on the farm, and dor lunch and dinner, they had the root crops.
My mun said life was really hard back then, until my grandpa started to work on logging company that transformed not only their life but also nature; from ther we could never turn back.
She told me and my kids about the huge fishes they catch at the rivers and lakes, and they share it with their neighbors. She told us about some people who catch rats and eat them. She even told us that her father hunts deers and wild pigs in the forest, whatever they could not eat that day they will dry in the sun to preserve the meat for the next day.
She told us that back then, the mountains are full of trees, and whenever cold season comes, frost would cove the leaves of the trees and the water on the rivers and lakes were filled with ice crystals that they had to wait until noon to bathe and wash. I never knew this until that day, I Thought only Baguio City would be covered with frost due to low temperatures, tthere were just no gadgets and cameras to record what Bukidnon really was back then.
So many adventures, so many stories I dare to imagine but I know what I see in my mind is not even half of what my mum experienced back then.
Then I thought, she must have a great life experiencing nature at its best.
This will be all for now, thank you so uch for your time and support!
