As some of you may be aware, we are doing another Thanksgiving soon. In my experience, these happen nearly every year. And boy do I have good news for you: this sweet potato soufflé recipe is not that hard and it will make you so popular with your racist uncle and that one cousin who shared the Plandemic video on Facebook last year because she doesn't "see the harm in just asking questions."
Ingredients (This will make enough for 6 people? I don't know how much people eat. I usually double this recipe.)
For the Base
3 cups of pureed sweet potatoes, although to be honest, I never actually measure this.
1/4 cup of butter
1/2 cup of sugar
1/2 cup of milk
A teaspoon of vanilla (only terrorists measure vanilla. Just pour that shit in until you start to see the face of God.)
A dash of salt and pepper. No, I don't know what a "dash" is.
For the Topping
1/2 cup of brown sugar
1/4 cup of butter
A cup of pecans
- Bake the ever-living hell out of a few sweet potatoes. Usually, like an hour or something.
Pro tip: When you pull them out of the oven with your bare hands because for some reason you think every single year that these can't burn you, scream loudly enough for my husband to yell from the other room, "dear god would you please learn to use oven mitts?!" Then smile because it feels good to be with someone who knows you this well.
2. Discard the skins and beat the yams with the softened butter, sugar, eggs, milk, vanilla, and salt and pepper and dump it into a baking dish.
Pro tip: At this point it will be 10:30 PM and my husband will come into the kitchen and say "why the actual hell are you just starting to make a sweet potato soufflé at 10:30 PM on a Thursday night? I have to get up at 5:00 AM tomorrow!" Shake a spatula in his face and yell "I'm sorry I'm trying to feed you and turn this house into a home for you!" He'll snap back, "I didn't ask you to make this! I don't even want it! And why are you naked!?"
3. Mix the topping ingredients together with your unwashed hands and sprinkle it over the sweet potato mixture.
Pro tip: The reason I was naked was because it was very hot and I got distracted and went to take a shower but then I remembered I was in the middle of making this soufflé but honestly, he's one to criticize. I have literally seen that man go grocery shopping wearing nothing other than a bathrobe and flip flops. And one time he made me go to a nude beach with him so he could try skinny dipping "just to see what it's like" and I had to stand there on the shore holding his clothes while he screamed because it was January and the water "felt like 1,000 daggers but I don't regret it one bit."
4. Bake at 350 until you can stick a fork in it and pull it out clean. Like, an hour? I don't know. My mom swears she only has to bake it for 35 minutes but she must have different physics or whatever going on in her oven because it absolutely does not take that long at my house.
Pro tip: do not try to eat this right after pulling it out of the oven at 1:00 in the morning like I did last night unless you want to know what it's like to eat actual hot lava. There are currently third-degree burns in my throat and all of my organs have melted so the inside of me now just looks like if you filled a pumpkin with blood.
~It Just Gets Stranger