Whipped Sweet Potatoes with Bananas and Honey and a Chili-Lime Pecan Glaze

Everyone,
I was looking for a different sweet potato dish to make for Turkey Day and couldn't find anything that stood out. I came across a sweet potato with banana and honey recipe from Tyler Florence, but it had no spices in it and seemed boring. I jazzed it up with spices and invented a chili-lime pecan glaze for the top to give it a little kick.

They just came out of the oven and they are AMAZING. Since I added virtually everything, I'm considering this one an original. Let me know if anyone tries them!


Spiced Whipped Sweet Potato with Bananas and Honey
with Chili-Lime Pecan Glaze

Ingredients

• 4-5 medium sweet potatoes, scrubbed
• 2 bananas, unpeeled
• 1 stick unsalted butter, at room temperature
• 1/4 cup honey
• 1 tsp Kosher salt
• 1 tsp cinnamon
• 1/2 tsp nutmeg
• 1/2 tsp allspice
• 1/2 tsp cayenne pepper
• dash red chili powder
• 1 tsp ground ginger
• optional orange zest

topping
* 1/2 bag pecans
* 1/2 stick butter
* 1/8 cup honey
* 1/4 tsp ginger
* 1/2 tsp cinnamon
* 1 tsp red chili powder
* 1 lime

Directions

Preheat the oven to 375 degrees F.

Prick the sweet potatoes all over with a fork, put them in a roasting pan and roast for about an hour, or until soft. Toss the bananas into the pan and continue roasting for 10 to 15 minutes, until both the bananas and potatoes are very soft. Remove the pan from the oven but don't turn the oven off.

When the potatoes are cool enough to handle, scoop out the flesh into a large mixing bowl. Peel the bananas and add them to the bowl along with 1 stick of the butter, and the honey. Season with salt and other seasoning and beat vigorously with a wooden spoon until everything's well combined and the mixture is fluffy. If it is a little dry, add a tiny bit of milk, but it shouldn't need too much. Spoon into an oven-proof serving bowl and smooth the top.

For the Pecan topping:

In a skillet, melt the butter but do not let it begin to bubble yet. When melted, add the honey and turn up the temperature to medium heat, so the mixture begins to bubble. Once bubbling, add the pecans. As the mixture begins to cook down, stir in the spices and add the juice of the lime. Cook the mixture down until you get a nice pecan glaze and remove from heat. Taste the topping to see if it needs more acid or spice, but it should be just about perfect.

While it is still hot, drizzle it on top of the potatoes in the pan and then return pan to the oven and bake an additional 7-10 minutes, to set flavor.

Serve warm and enjoy!

the new semester

starting this new semester was so much easier than the first one-- i mean, duh, i already know the school and kids, etc, but the planning process was better, too.

every day i learn how to do this just a bit better. thinking back now to my first day is amazing. i have changed so much already.

we have one day left until mid-winter break and i am soooooo ready. in fact, i told the students in one of my harder-to-manage classes "look guys, in a few days i'm going to be in seattle, snowboarding and happy, and i know you guys have plans too. let's just get through the end of this week in one piece, okay?"

thinking about going back to seattle makes me so happy-- i miss it. i miss my friends, i miss the green and the mountains and the water. i know that i'll try to be back there sooner rather than later. i am already thinking about end-of-summer plans for the pacific northwest. i have some friends doing a portland-seattle-vancouver tour that sounds kinda dreamy.

one more day. its all i can do to not just pee myself with excitement.

almost halfway done with my first year...

taking some time to reflect on my first 4 months of teaching, now that i'm two days away from school starting back after xmas break, thinking about my experiences thus far.

i definitely love teaching and for the most part, i love my students, but part of it seems, as ruth would say, a little too "downstream" for me. the analogy there is something to the affect of if you were downstream of a powerful river and you noticed that people were systematically needing to be rescued from drowning because of a weak spot in a bridge upstream, would you stay there and fish each one of them out, or would you move upstream and fix the bridge?

after a dream i had the other night in which i went to law school, i checked my status with the Law School Admissions Council (the LSAC) and was delighted to see that my membership (and LSAT scores) does not expire until October 2009. this got me thinking on a whole train of thought that led me to the idea that i could apply for fall of 2010, just before my scores, etc, expire, and try to get into law school. many years after the first go around, i have come back to the idea that i might be able to help serve, and save, more people if i work more upstream. i think that my work in politics, activism, and now education, have pointed me in the direction of the public service area of law. i will complete my master's degree by the spring of 2010 and would be ready to enter law school after that.

also, i miss seattle very much. i am so looking forward to my visit in february!
i am realizing that while brooklyn (and NYC) are great, with lots to offer, i need more in my life to feel balanced and happy. i need to be around more scenery. i need to be closer to the great outdoors (the very indoor-oriented texan in me can't believe this, trust me), more dependent on a bike and less on a train, able to play rugby, buy groceries at a big store, be around people that appreciate the greatness of family pizza night.

i was looking into the UW law school and i think that my admission packet could get me in-- lsat is in the accepted range, gpa is good, plus will have a master's degree and some service experience behind me. UW also has a fellowship in public service law that, if you're accepted, will pay for all your school and a few internships in exchange for 5 years public service work post school. i think that sounds great and i know a friend-of-a-friend who is on the board that accepts people into the fellowship. :)

right now, i just wish i were writing this entry from the Fuel on 45th st.

miss you all!

notes on the election

here is an excerpt from a letter that i sent to K the day after the election. i posted this email to her from my phone while enjoying happy hour at a bar, waiting for a date. it was perhaps the happiest hour i have had in a very long while:

I am slightly tipsy and writing this on my iPhone so apologies if it does not come out right.

I can't even really describe how I feel right now. I think it is just starting to sink in.

I did not really do much by way of celebrating last night I think mostly because I am way gun shy after the last time around, if that makes any sense. I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop...

School today was crazy. All of the students were exhausted from staying up, but also high from happiness. In my first class of the day I had a girl stand on the lab table and jump up and down dancing, screaming Obama! Obama! at the top of her lungs. While it was disruptive of the lesson plan, I decided to let them process. This is a huge deal for us all, especially a bunch of black kids from bklyn. Far be it for me to deny them their joy. I told them I would count to three and they could holler as loud as possible for 30 seconds.

Later in the class the dean came by and said he heard there was a commotion in the room. I pretended I knew nothing :)

I wish you would have been here to document the whole thing. You would have done a better job for sure.

letters of apology

i got letters of apology from three out of four of my 11th grade boys that were involved in Thursday's altercation. they were very sweet and very thoughtful-- most of them said things to the affect of "i know that i need to grow up and take some responsibility for my actions" and "now is the time for me to get serious and take care of business". all of the boys said that they respect me as a teacher and that they appreciate my understanding and the fact that i care.

it makes me feel good that they recognize that even if they were "defending our class", that their actions contributed to the chaos.

maybe in some strange way all of this mess will bring us closer together as a class.

the mason dixon line

within the first five minutes of 3rd period, i knew it was going to be hard. two of my 10th graders came into my science room, plugged up the back sinks, and then turned the water on full blast and ran out of the room. when i noticed the floating garbage in the sink and the pounding water i realized what had happened.

then within the first 10 minutes the same two 10th graders came back into class (they should have been at lunch) and burst into the room, yelling and swearing at a handful of my 11th grade boys. i managed to kick them out and lock the door from the outside so they wouldn't bust in again.

ten minutes later, i was just starting to lecture when the door opened. someone from my class opened it from the inside (it was locked) and not two, but seven of my 10th graders rush into the room and begin fighting with my 11th grade boys. all in all it was 12-15 boys rioting in my room. desks pushed, chairs flipped, on the counters, on the floor, punching, shoving, shouting.

it took four teachers and two deans to get them to calm down. the offending 10th graders immediately tried to run off, as if no one would notice, while i lost it in the hall.

my adrenaline was on high speed and it was hard for me to not try to get more in the fight to bust it up. like a protective mother i wanted to keep people form hurting my kids, except they were all my students. i might have been hit in the melee, i'm not sure. my whole body is sore and i am exhausted.

in fact, i'm going to take another nap. i'm dead.

that old familiar feeling...

the itching feeling inside my ears, the hot flashes, the tickly throat--
i am getting sick.

after a particularly hard thursday and friday, its no wonder that now my body chooses to get ill-- my defenses are completely worn down at this point. since the beginning of school i have done a great job of holding everything together, but the end of this week was totally exhausting.

thursday marked what was probably my worst day at school-- a fire drill during my 2nd period class set my lesson plans off-kilter, then my 10th graders (read: evil children) locked me in my classroom. actually, it is someone else's classroom, but they stole the door handle off the inside of the door as they came in to class. this left the handful of tardy students locked out from the outside, and left me and the rest of the class locked inside. after trying to get them to give up the handle, i told them that it was the stupidest thing they could do to lock themselves in the room with me, because not only was no one going out the window (we're on the 7th floor), but they were now stuck in a room with a very pissed off teacher.

after about five minutes, the handle came skittering across the floor and i let the rest of my class in. we got nothing done that period.

then, the period directly following, i returned to my own classroom to teach what is my largest 11th grade class. there were a few students from the previous class lingering in the room and about 10 of my students settling in when my door jams. i have been after maintenence to fix it for two weeks now, as its been getting progressively harder to open, lock, etc, but this time it just stuck. no one could open it from either side and chaos ensued. the kids in class didn't want me to let the loud kids in the hall in ("Miss, this will be the quietest this class has ever been!") and the kids in the hall were shouting as if they'd been intentionally locked out ("We have to bust the door in! Tamika, let's use your head!"). I tried calling the office from my cell (no answer) and it took 20 minutes for maintenence to show up to start dismantling the door handle completely. in the melee, half of the kids locked out just decided to leave. once we finally got the door open, again, we got nothing done.

fabulous.

i think i might be the only teacher in history to get locked in their own classroom twice in one day.

friday was rough too, more so for personal reasons than school reasons, though i had the evil 10th graders again. they made me crazy-- in the middle of class they decided to stage an impromtu dance party, knocking over desks and chairs and making a dance circle. i just watched.

these kids are hard to deal with-- they're the bad group of the 10th grade and they have no respect for anyone. i have to constantly watch them or they'll steal things (and i always teach them in other people's classrooms), they write on anything they can get their hands on, and they're constantly yelling at each other.

they're also very homophobic, which is great. if i had a dollar for every time they called someone or something else gay, i could retire.
yikes.

i am in the process of figuring out how i am going to deal with them next week.

its saturday, i'm exhausted, and getting sick. thank god for rosh hashanah this week.