06 February 2016

Black Bean Sweet Potato Burritos

I know this has been a thing for a while.  But not being a fan of sweet potato, I wasn't very interested in trying it.  A friend of mine convinced me to give it a shot, though. So a couple of weeks ago, I made this recipe here.

But, even though the recipe called for two sweet potatoes, I only used about 2/3 to 3/4 of a sweet potato and had a HUGE amount.  So I stopped.  Then when I added the beans, I knew the proportions were all off.  There weren't nearly enough beans.  So I doubled the beans.  And since my family doesn't really like bell peppers very much, I reduced that slightly and didn't do the jalapeno.

It was ok.  I actually like the flavors and healthy feeling of the beans and the sweet potatoes.  But the burritos themselves were pretty bland and flavorless.  They didn't taste bad.  They just weren't really good.  Still, I could see the potential.

And since I still had that other sweet potato that needed to be eaten soon, I tried again tonight.

Oh goodness.

I used the whole sweet potato and three cans of beans.  I probably could have used 4, though, to get the bean to sweet potato proportions perfect.  Then I used an entire green bell pepper and an entire orange pepper.  I whole lot of diced onion.  I wish I knew how much.  We had some already diced and then two partial onions that I just chopped up.  And I added two tablespoons of minced garlic, a bunch of salt, cumin and chili powder.  And then more of all three.  And then even more of all three just to be sure these weren't flavorless like last time.  I roasted that mixture.

I chopped up an entire bunch of cilantro--stems and all.  And then squirted enough lime juice in there to really get them soaking  way more than two teaspoons.  Probably 2 tablespoons at least.  Maybe more.  Then if I had had fresh tomatoes, I would have used them.  But I didn't.  So I just opened a can of petite diced tomatoes and rinsed and drained them and added them to the bean mixture.  More salt.  When the veggies were roasted, I mixed everything together and considered adding green chilis but decided against it.

Then I added cheddar cheese before I rolled the burritos and toasted them on the stovetop.

So good!  THIS is probably what people have been talking about.  It was yummy!  Wink was not impressed and was not planning on eating dinner because of it but with donuts for desserts, she decided to give it a try.  And then snarfed down the whole thing.  Everyone is stuffed.  It was way more flavorful than last time and the way that lime was sweetened by the sweet potato--holy moly!  It was so good!

I made 20 small burritos and we ran out of tortillas but I have a ton of the stuffing left over.  I guess I'll get to see how it freezes!

Overheard

Pink and Mack were in a fight for like the third or fourth time this weekend.  I called them to me to find out what was going on...

Pink:  He called me a hypocrite and said I was stupid!
Me:  Mack, did you call her a hypocrite?
Mack:  Yes.  But I did not call her stupid.
Pink:  Yes he did!
Me:  And Pinkleberry, did you call Mack a hypocrite?
Pink:  Yes.  But he called me a hypocrite!
Me:  So you called him a hypocrite?
Pink:  Because he was acting like one!

I couldn't help it.  I just started laughing. And that made Pink leave the room angry.

Problem solved.  Parenting at its finest!

05 February 2016

I fought my hair, and my hair won.

I actually feel really liberated.  It's been coming on for a while, but this last visit to the place where I got my hair cut....Totally cemented it.  I have always wanted long hair.  And I have never had it.  For years I was told that my hair was so fragile from chemically straightening it or using heat.  It was because I kept putting it up in ponytails.  But when I cut it all off when Wink was a year old and stopped straightening it ever, it was still the same.

When I went to go get my hair cut this time the lady just agreed with me and said, "Yeah.  you are never going to have long hair."  It was so validating.  But she did tell me that I had sassy hair.

And lately I just have not had the energy to hate my hair any more.  It's just exhausting trying to "hide" that part of me all the time.  Make it seem like something it is not.  It's been liberating to not care anymore.  That's not 100% true, exactly.  I definitely still care.  I just don't care enough to do anything about it anymore.

You know, X and JJ went through these periods where they just grew their hair out wild.  Neither boy even brushes his hair.  Talk about sass.  And the thing is, if you just own that and aren't apologetic about it, it's no big deal.  In fact, it's kind of cool.

I mean, have you seen some models?  Sometimes I look at their hair or their makeup or their designer clothing and think "You have got to be kidding me!"  But they own it and I guess they're on a billboard so ....okay.

That's how I am with my hair now.  It just is what it is.  It's pretty wild.  It's gravity-defying.  And I don't have the energy left in my life to fight it or hide it or change it or tame it.  My new goal is just to own it unashamedly and to be so generally awesome that my hair is just an extension of that.

Life is exhausting enough.  I'm not fighting against myself every day anymore.

02 February 2016

Overheard

Our family has been asked to sing in Sacrament Meeting a week from Sunday.  The song is "Love is Spoken Here."  Surprisingly (or not?  I'm not sure) not very many people in our family actually know this song.  So we were practicing singing it tonight.  I pointed out some words from the song...

Me:  Are the things we teach crystal clear?
Mack:  In certain circumstances...

Overheard

After dinner, I was cleaning off the table.  But Kelvinator was still there eating (slowly because of his braces).  I started to set out the lunches for tomorrow...

K:  X, look at our mother.  She just made us dinner and now she is already making our lunches.  Tomorrow she will make our breakfast, too.

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