Dinner was late tonight, due to the number of errands that just had to be run right after work. Some days, I get an incredible amount of junk accomplished in that small window between 5 and 7 p.m.
I ripped open the bag of sweet potatoes that's been on the counter for a week, washed them perfunctorily, made a few slits with a paring knife and chucked 'em in a pie plate and into a hot oven. Thirty minutes later, we had the yummy smell and tantalizing appearance of a nicely browned...
I put it on Dear Daughter's plate and she laughed. Then she ATE it.