Sweet Potato Falafel

Hey Y’all! So much has happened in the one year and four months since uploading my last recipe here! Yikes! It’s been that long!! But, first things first. The recipe!

(If this looks different from previous posts it’s because I’m updating from my phone! How cool is that?)

I got this recipe from: http://www.pinchofyum.com

Ingredients:

1- sweet potato, raw

1 cup- quinoa or rice cooked, I used quinoa to up the protein.

1/2 cup- almonds

1/2 cup- flour, I used Glutino GF flour

1- egg

Salt to taste

Oil of your choice to fry, I used coconut.

Directions:

Blend raw sweet potato in food processor first, till ground into very small pieces, add in cooked quinoa or rice, almonds, egg and blend more. Add in flour and give that a whirl too.

Form into balls the size of a tablespoon and fry till golden brown.

I plated ours on top of a salad for dinner and oh my goodness, they were delicious!

I processed an extra sweet potato and extra quinoa so tomorrow I can make even more. They are that good!

Note: As you can see from the photo, some of the falafels crumbled, possibly from my GF flour? – But they were still delicious and we liked the crumbles over the salad even better than the balls.

Secondly, we live in Tennessee now! Florida? Hated it! Sure, the weather. But, for us, it was like Groundhog’s Day everyday. Ick! It was totally disorienting to my senses to look out the window and see green all the time. Almost three years of green? No thanks! I’m a four seasons girl who needs boots and jeans, sweaters and hoodies as well as bathing suits and flip flops. The winter here this year, they said was the worst it’s been in ages as we laughed from the window wondering where in the hell all the snow was? In Florida, most people from our neighborhood were the most nosey people I’d ever met in my life. What else are you going to do when you live in a retirement community but hate on the 46 year old next door?

So, May 3rd was a year here in Tennessee and the only thing I miss about Florida is my golf cart! 😂 (We may go back when we’re in our seventies or eighties or should any future health issues dictate,) but for now, we’re still too young to live around seniors and now call Tennessee home where we are among the nicest, kindest people we’ve ever met in our lives! Sometimes people are so kind and go so far out of their way for you, I’ve wondered if I’m being punked! And I have a garden again!

Thirdly, the other reason you’ve not heard much from me here is because I’ve been busy writing and I’ve finally finished writing my childhood memoir! Yay me! It’s about how I grew up with and dealt with abuse from two narcissistic parents. It will be out in a handful of months!!! This is the book cover:

I’ve also started a blog about my book and am trying to drive over my 6,000+ followers from here, to there… if you’re interested. If not, that’s fine too. Like having you here. The blog about my book is at: http://www.Robin-Donnelly.com

If you visit, you’ll see that although that blog is new, with only a few posts, the first thing you’ll notice is my vision for the cover has changed over time and due to the heavy nature of some of the things I write about in my book, has been quite the journey for me to say the least. In the midst of writing through painful memories I was diagnosed with C-PTSD in the fall of 2016 and have excelled in my counseling to process all the pain from childhood, and beyond.

I’ve learned a lot in the last five and a half years about narcissism; what it is, who in my life has it, or had it, to what degree they were affected; whether or not they had flexible traits or were full on pathological with no hope of seeing anyone but themselves. Lots of those.

I’ve also learned a lot about myself and how my past allowed me to attract and then make excuses for people who treated me poorly my whole life. Over the years, I’ve deleted a ton of narcs from my life who were only too happy to take, project, bully, or manipulate me in some way shape or form.

No more.

I don’t associate with energy drainers, crazy makers, overly sensitive, immature people who can’t apologize or see their own side of an issue. I no longer carry other peoples emotions for them, or allow them to project their pathology onto me.

My journey has been an eye-opener for sure and I can say with a hundred percent certainty, once you know what this affliction is, you see it everywhere. I’m not talking about low spectrum stuff either. Yikes, what an eye opener.

Anyway. I’ll be hard at work finalizing, then self-publishing. When I’m not hard at work, I’ll be sitting in my tree house in Tennessee listening to the birds and admiring my garden.

Enjoy your falafels and hope to see you around!

Thanks for listening,

Robin

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