One of the things I adore about my family is our traditions.
I love that we play the same funny games each time we get together for Christmas. That we have Easter egg hunts for the kids in really ridiculously obviously spots for the kids each year. I love that we all text each other during Packers Football even if it’s not exactly on Thanksgiving.
One of the traditions we have is when you reach a certain age you bring a dish to Thanksgiving. That is how we have ended up with some not-so-traditional dishes at our table over the years.
When it was my turn to try my hand at making my first contribution to the Thanksgiving table I knew what I wanted to try…sweet potato casserole!
I am a sweets girl at heart. Baking is in my blood and is also my side business, so it is not a huge leap to hear that I love love LOVE sweet potatoes.
Having literally hated normal mashed potatoes since I was a little girl, I can remember sitting at the family table, choking down potatoes with tons of milk. I would do it but I never liked them.
I have tried them creamy, thick, with gravy, with butter. No matter how much I want to I just cannot bring myself to like them. I wanted to make a sweet potato casserole.
My family never made them because, well, frankly, they don’t like sweet potatoes. At least they didn’t until I made mine.
Over the years I have honed my recipe, taking from various different sources making it my own.
Now, I have a recipe that works every time and everyone seems to really love. I get asked for the recipe a lot. I always feel that is the sign of a good, tried and true recipe.
Now, we have a table and a cookbook full of different recipes. With each new addition to the family we get a new addition to the table. It makes for one big beautiful tapestry.