2690. Roasted Yams

It was rather exciting. The most prestigious cooking magazine in the country made an announcement: Send us your favourite recipe for cooking yams. The recipe selected will be published and the winner will receive a year’s subscription to our magazine.

Raewyn-Ruth Beavis not only loved to cook; she loved yams. Her only problem with such a yam recipe competition was that she didn’t know which recipe to send. The rules had said “Only one recipe per address”.

Whenever she had guests Raewyn-Ruth would have a side dish of yams. It was more of a conversation piece. Most people didn’t use yams in their cooking, let alone provide them at a dinner party. Raewyn-Ruth always had potatoes as a side as well, because what if some guests didn’t like yams. In fact, Derrida Gladstone, Raewyn-Ruth’s friend, thought they looked a little, um…, distasteful.

“Yams!” Derrida would explain at a dinner party, “They look a little, um…, distasteful.” Of course in New Zealand where they lived, unlike the rest of the world, sweet potatoes are not called yams, they are called kumara. Yams are a South American vegetable called oca in their place of origin. So yams are oca not sweet potatoes! Oca is not to be confused with okra. Such would be the frequent scintillating conversation at one of Raewyn-Ruth’s dinner parties. Occasionally someone would ask for the recipe.

So what to send to the competition? In the end Raewyn-Ruth decided upon “Yams Roasted in Coconut Milk”. She sent it off.

Imagine her excitement when she opened the envelope of the mailed magazine a few weeks later! There slap-bang on the front cover was “WINNER! Yams Roasted in Coconut Milk” And there was the recipe on page 7. The winner was Derrida Gladstone. She had entered Raewyn-Ruth’s recipe under her own name.

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25 thoughts on “2690. Roasted Yams

        1. Bruce Goodman Post author

          The story is inspired by my getting a recipe for taro leaves printed in the April edition of the NZ Gardener. As the lady in the bookshop said when I purchased my copy: We don’t often get famous people here in Stratford.

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    1. Bruce Goodman Post author

      Lol Well, we had pomme de terre for dinner tonight! And yesterday (Easter) for hors d’oeuvres we had escargots! Excuse my French but my partner is French and I don’t always keep up!

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  1. chrisnelson61

    Beware of those who sniff at what you do!
    An interesting (well, probably not) tidbit: natives of Birmingham, the city closest to where I live (in a town in the Black Country (which gets its name from the coal found here and not, as many think, from the horde of smokey factories which used to frequent these parts) refer to Black Country locals as ‘Yam, yams’.
    Nothing to do with vegetables but rather the dialect.
    Still, it opens a conversation!

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  2. noelleg44

    I suspect that friendship will sour! Yams and sweet potatoes are common here in the South – I found they have distinctly different flavors. Coming from New England, where yams and/or sweet potatoes are hardly ever served, I don’t serve them very often – in fact, hardly at all. But a good sweet potato pie is priceless.

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    1. Bruce Goodman Post author

      We have half a dozen varieties of sweet potato (I think some of them might actually be different species). The most common are the purple (which we call kumara) and the orange (which we call sweet potato). The orange is more sweet than the purple. Then there are the yams as described in the story! All in all however, our variety of vegetables doesn’t match the variety in the States (more people buying I guess!)

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