Why You Should Eat Up the Sweet Potato Pie.



Sweet Potato pies, ready to go into the oven.



Three months later, and once again everything in life has changed, seemingly. 

In the interim, I have made pots and pots of soups, and been so wrapped up in work and school that I completely forgot -- forgot, mind you!! -- to photograph them and share them here.  But I will be posting more now, and uploading pictures of delicious foods, because now I really need to blog and vent and rant and so forth.

I have a new job, a real one, with benefits and everything.  I love it.

My gorgeous beautiful lovely wonderful perfect daughter-in-law has leukemia.  I hate it.

Easter Sunday was the last night of normalcy, and we ate up every bit of the sweet-potato pie.  The next night she was rushed to the hospital.  Two days later the diagnosis came in, and life for our family was instantly changed forever.  Of course we are all pulling for her and she's getting the best of care, but there are no guarantees with cancer and we are all a wee bit on the terrified side.

I, of course, have been cooking for the family, in between hospital visits and rounds of granddaughters' laundry and, oh yes, visits to my other friend in another hospital, and the funeral of yet another friend who left us way before her time.

Yeah... it's a bit of a tough spring this year... I really should have photographed that beautiful yellow dish of tofu-vegetable curry I made Monday night.  You'd have loved that.

Remember to eat up all of the sweet-potato pie when it comes your way.