Mom calls me a couple weeks before Thanksgiving, and asks me if I would be willing to make the sweet potato casserole. My first thought was “ick.. no!” but she convinces me to do it. I don’t like sweet potato casserole, which I know puts me into a minority but hey, what else is new?

So two nights before Thanksgiving we go to the store and buy the ingredients… which was my first mistake. I went to a cooking website to get a recipe, and the one I chose listed fresh sweet potatoes.. not canned, and since I don’t ever cook with sweet potatoes, I didn’t know that I was already headed down a path to disaster.

The recipe called for 3 large potatoes. I needed to double the recipe (due to the mass amount of people who come to moms for turkey day). So when we went to the store and found before us a large table filled with HUGE sweet potatoes, we decided to buy the three biggest ones we could, A. because they were hysterically large, and B. it would keep us from having to buy six.

So, bright and early on Thursday I got up and began to prepare the casserole. The directions say to bake the potatoes for one hour, then mash, peel skins and and mix in other ingredients.

Seems simple enough… and yet… it was not.

I baked, and baked, and baked and baked and baked… and my giant sweet potato would not soften. I cut them apart, thinking they were too huge and needed to be smaller.. nope didn’t work.

I finally had to call me mom and tell her she was out of luck.

You can see what happened to my sweet potatoes…..

Well, so much for making to try to make something I dislike. HA!