My dirty little secret

I am a marketer's best dream.

I see something that looks good and I must try it.  I don't stop thinking about until I get to try it.  It doesn't even have to look that good, just intriguing.  It doesn't have to be marketing, maybe it's just a tv show.

The other night I saw Paula Deen cook some sweet potato fries and have been able to think of little else since then.  Right now I should be posting a photo-tutorial on how I sliced the sweet potatoes and blanched them or baked them or fried them or whatever.

Guess what?  I cheated.  I worked at 5am this morning and had a splitting headache so I cheated.

Luckily for me, the kind people at Alexia were nice enough to cut and package some sweet potato fries for me.  Then they were kind enough to freeze them and ship them to my local store where I bought a bag, for probably twice the price of an actual sweet potato.  My bad.

I knew from experience that sweet potato fries need dip.  After a bit of research on the topic I decided to blend something with greek yogurt, hoping for a spicy/tangy accessory to my cheater's fries.  Thankfully another company was ready and waiting for me at the grocery store in the form of Stonewall Kitchen's Maple Chipotle Grille Sauce.  (The extra "e" on grill was their idea, not mine.)

Overall, I'm a bit disappointed in myself for this half-assed approach to a craving.  But some days that's all the energy I've got.  The fries weren't bad for frozen, a bit chewy on  the outside from the sugars in the sweet potato, soft on the inside.  They would have been better fried, but most things are.  The grill sauce mixed with yogurt worked for a dip but next time I would add some more chipotle for a bit more Ooomph.  Now that I have an open bottle of the sauce, I'll have to find a more appropriate way to use it.

And what of my craving for sweet potato fries?  Satiated...but barely.  Sometime soon I'll do them justice and then I can move on with my life, until something else tempts my palate that is!