Baked Sweet Potato Chips

  1. Peel and cut sweet potatoes into thin, even slices. It’s about 1/16″. Which, in laymen terms, is very thin.
  2. Place slices on paper towels, not overlapping, and sprinkle with salt. (The salt helps draw out extra moisture. Getting as much moisture out as possible will help the chips crisp up. Excessive moisture results in soft chips, which is an oxymoron.)
  3. Let the chips set for 15 minutes. Don’t rush this part, work in batches if you need to be constantly busy.
  4. Preheat oven to 325 degrees.
  5. Blot chips dry with a paper towel. (Sprinkle with additional salt if desired.)
  6. Place chips in a single layer, not overlapping on a silicone baking mat. I use a silicone baking mat because it doesn’t require me to use cooking spray.
  7. Get two baking sheet prepped; you’ll be working in batches. Simultaneously, one batch will bake while one batch cools. Bake for 8 minutes and remove from oven and allow to cool 8 minutes. While the first batch is cooling, bake the second batch 8 minutes.
  8. Each batch will bake for 8 minutes, cool for 8 minutes, and bake an additional 8 minutes. The baking-cooling-baking cycle helps crisp up the chips.
  9. After each batch bakes the second time for 8 minutes, remove from mat and all to cool completely.

I don’t over salt the chips because I usually serve them with a dip or bbq sauce.
Vegetable chips are an art form. They take trial and error. 50 people following the same recipe will get 50 different results. Variations in how thin you slice the chips, your oven, etc. will impact the crispness.  
Once you’ve found the method that works for you and your kitchen, stick with it.

baked sweet potato collage




baked sweet potato chips

ready for the oven


about 1/16″ or very thin


drying with a dash of salt; blot dry after 15 mins



MBA, first semester completed…

Well, the first semester of my MBA program is complete. And without a doubt, I’m happy I made the choice. It was honestly quite enjoyable. (If you’re familiar with the Strengths Finder books, one of my talents is Learner, I happen to love to learn.)
I wasn’t sure if I would find the time or consider the money well spent. Being a district manager with a territory which spans more than 350 miles from west to east, my time is spent. And still wanting to add the pool to our new home, my money is spent. But the time and financial investments are well worth it. Going back to school is enjoyable and career enhancing.
My ultimate goal is stay on with my current employer, using my degree to broaden my perspective and understanding of the global economy and how we manage the people who bring the systems to life.
This week started a prerequisite course, MAT 300 – statistics. Considering I was once a math teacher, it’s a little more understandable that I find the class interesting and usefull…for now.

Thank You, Whitney Houston

All my friends who know me, who spend any time with me, know my appreciation of Whitney Houston’s music. Many of you can’t separate her music from your memories of me. I like that. I know I’ll never be able to think of my teen years and college years without her soundtrack playing in my mind.

Her music and movies will live on, her impact far reaching. Technology will always have her one click, one google search, one YouTube video away. Her legacy, her best moments will always be there. Unfortunately, she will not. She was called else where.

Beyond the awards, the triumphs, the demons, the headlines, she was a person: a mother, a daughter, a sister, a friend. To those who knew her personally, those that held her hand, I can pray comfort. She was more than most of us will ever know. She protected, she confronted, she searched, and she prayed. She was a woman, she was a person.

I will never know the personal impact she had on young girls and their self esteem. I can read stories of how she made beauty more than blonde and blue, but not deeply feel it. I am humbled by the lives she influenced, asking for nothing in return.

No, to some of her deepest impacts I cannot relate.

But to one I can…

To me, Whitney, you were an inspiration. Your tenacity, your melodic determination were constant examples. Your ability to master a lyric, to deliver an emotion were unparalleled. You moved me, Whitney Houston. To this, I can relate.

Thank you, Whitney.

God Bless.

Rest In Peace, Ms. Houston.

February 2012