I’ve been trying to: a) cook more at home and, b) eat more fresh produce from my CSA box. So I ordered a bunch of sweet potatoes this week and decided to make these twice-baked sweet potatoes, even though it’s not Thanksgiving or anything. Because I can, that’s why.
Yeah, so, given that this has brown sugar in it, it’s not really paleo (if you’re into that). It’s still on this meat-head’s channel, though, so I’m going to assume it’s not that bad for me.
You start by baking your sweet potatoes. If you’re me, you do this in the microwave and don’t get them quite all the way cooked because you’re impatient, but cooked enough so that they burn the shit out of your fingers when you cut them open and scoop them out. Drink a Diet Pepsi to dull the pain.
Next, add all the other ingredients to the sweet potato innards. These include lots and lots of bacon that you made your husband cook because you are still deathly afraid of flying grease, brown sugar (as mentioned), green chilis (from a can, because really), and coconut milk.
So far, this actually looks pretty good, and sounds like it will taste amazing, right? Well, I thought so, too. And then I mixed it all together. Oh dear.
I’m willing to take the blame for most fails in my kitchen, but I really can’t understand how something that looks this much like vomit ends up being at all appetizing. I mean, I know there’s video evidence of this (above), but what the actual fuck?
Part of the problem is that I don’t have a piping bag like Chef Burly, but let’s be honest. That can’t be the entire reason that these look like tiny barf barges.
Sadly, broiling them didn’t improve the looks much. They did taste better than they looked, though, so there’s that. Set the bar low and rise above, people. That’s how I do.