Way to be positive in 2012! But seriously.
Because we had precisely one billion tasks to accomplish in the last week with our time off, I decided to download Temple Run on my iPhone. Hey. Is your resolution to play six solid hours of games on your mobile device? Because I think you can cross if off your list. I did it for you.
I generally prohibit myself from downloading games on my phone and what not because I have uh, no self control. If it was up to me I’d play virtual skee ball all afternoon with Dawson’s reruns on in the background. And I’d probably crave those nasty nachos and cheese from arcades too.
You’re talking to someone who killed all versions of Angry Birds in one sitting. Got it??
But I downloaded it anyway. And then two days later when I finally came up for air, I peeked out of my blanket fort to find Mr. How Sweet browsing the internet on the iPad and it hit me: we could download Temple Run on my iPad too, and then, OMG… we can both play it. Like, all the time.
I grabbed the tablet from him and shouted “we have to download this game!!” while he stared at me completely uninterested. Or disgusted. Or both. “Just play it once!” I yelled.
And I haven’t seen him since.
Well, sort of.
Now we just take turns. Me on my phone… him on the iPad. Him on my phone… me on the iPad. Thank goodness we now have two portable Apple devices (God bless your soul Steve Jobs) to waste our entire lives with.
You know how you go out to a nice, fairly expensive restaurant and see a young(ish) couple not even making eye contact with each other, sitting at a table with a bottle of wine and each head buried in their smartphone? Yeah. That’s us. Except like, four hundred times worse.
Temple Run somehow mastered the art of making the most disgusting sounds when your character dies. It’s like they specialize in skull crushing and flesh burning, because every single freaking time my little runner man is about to bite the dust or get eaten by skull-faced monkey things, I feel EXTREME anxiety. Really.
Just ignore me.
I did break long enough yesterday to make some lunch, which included these sweet potato rounds. But that was really only because we are fiiiiinally out of cookies. I never thought I’d see the day.
These are crispy and delicious and get this – sweet. Who the heck knew?
Oooooh and I also made a dipping sauce. It’s the best part.
I want to slather this on my face it’s so good. Little bit of greek yogurt with the teeeeeniest tiniest bit of truffle oil, for real – just a drop. SO MUCH FLAVOR. My head almost exploded.
I’m eating these every day for the rest of my life.
Herb Crusted Sweet Potato Bites
serves about 2 (maybe more)
2 sweet potatoes, peeled and sliced into uniform rounds
1 1/2 tablespoons olive oil
1/2 cup panko bread crumbs
2 tablespoons chopped fresh basil
2 tablespoons chopped fresh cilantro
2 tablespoons chopped fresh parsley
1 teaspoon fresh thyme
2 garlic cloves, minced or pressed
2 teaspoons finely grated parmesan cheese
1/4 teaspoon pepper
pinch of salt
Preheat oven to 425 degrees F. Place a wire rack on a baking sheet and spray with nonstick spray.
In a small bowl, combine panko, parsley, basil, thyme, cilantro, parmesan, salt, pepper and garlic. Mix with a spoon and use your hands to get everything combined.
Peel (if you want) your sweet potatoes and slice into rounds about 1/4 of an inch thick. Place in a bowl and drizzle with olive oil, then stir with your hands to make sure each piece is coated back and front. Add in panko + herbs, stirring again with your hands and pressing lightly to adhere. Some will stick – some will not. That’s fine! Place rounds on the wire rack, and then sprinkle the leftover panko + herbs from the bottom of the bowl over top of each round.
Bake for 25-28 minutes, or until crust is golden and sweet potatoes are soft. Serve immediately with smoky basil truffle sauce!
Smoky Basil Truffle Dipping Sauce
3/4 cup plain low-fat greek yogurt
1 teaspoon truffle oil
1/2 teaspoon smoked paprika
1 tablespoons chopped fresh basil
pinch of salt & pepper
Whisk ingredients together until smooth, then serve.
Update: I just looked over and Mr. How Sweet has set down his half-eaten bowl of three meat chili to play the dumb game. Now THAT is a problem.