Sweet potato pancakes

I was staring at a pile of steamed sweet potatoes in the kitchen. The red sweet potatoes had a rich taste and the yellow ones were so-so.

I got some sweet potatoes on a dark evening last Monday. I couldn't see what I was getting, not only because of the darkness, but they were completely covered with mud. A farmer told me I grabbed some of red ones and a few yellow ones. All looked almost same, so it was actually amazing that he knew which ones were which kind without seeing the color!

I don’t remember how much I ate. I must have been thinking about something else when I steamed those. After my stomach refused another helping of it, I still saw a good amount of steamed potatoes in front of me. Even though the potatoes were great treats, too many of them made me sick.

Then I remembered sweet potato pancakes my grandma made for my sister and I. I mashed the potatoes and added things to it -- sugar, vanilla extract, and an egg... There was no butter in the fridge, so I added margarine instead. Also, I couldn't find any cream either, so I used milk as a substitute. The mix looked very watery, so I added a little bit of flour into the bowl.

When I fried it, I noticed that it became a lot softer than I expected and I had a difficult time turing it upside down. However, the smell was excellent! Heat released special sweet aroma of Mexican real vanilla extract and margarin in the air. It brought back my days I spent with my grandma with a little bit of nostalgia.

It looked all right, but it actually tasted completely different from what I had imagined. They were edible for sure. Yes, I used so many substitutions; so, maybe I added something I didn't need.

Again, I found myself staring at a another pile of sweet potato pancakes in the kitchen with my stomach still full. The worst of all, it was double of the original amount of food since I kept adding things to it. The pictures came out nicely at least. I ended up eating the very same pancakes for a few days... Maybe my roommates could help me out.