Sweet Potatoes were always a treat in our family. My Grandfather was a partner in a Tobacco Warehouse & the Buyers from the National Tobacco Companies were treated like royalty when they "came for the market," (the season for selling the tobacco after it was cut, cured, removed from the stalks, graded, tied & sent to the warehouse for auction sale.)The Auctioneer was the same man every year & hence my Family became & remained friends with him.
Each year he would bring a bushel of Sweet Potatoes from his home in N. Carolina to be shared among us. I grew up thinking they were better than locally available ones. Each year my Cousin, who lives in Mississippi sends the same "home" so the tradition continues. I would never want to have a tasting, between these & locally grown ones, because it might spoil the pleasure over receiving something sent to me, with pride. Baked, with butter, or "candied" (peeled, parboiled, then finished baking, after topped with brown sugar & butter, thickening to an almost syrup) as my Grandmother & Mother prepared them, they are a delight in the Fall.
What beautiful memories and quite a story! This is what I like about forums - connecting with other people and hearing about them and their stories (pens and ink aren't bad either! ) Thank you for sharing that! And... those ingredients are making my mouth water!!