Kalmia wrote:
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>I like a sweet potato baked, then stuffed with applesauce, sour cream
>or yogurt, bit of cinnamon.

I grew up with the sweet potato man, a street vender with a pushcart
thet held a wood fired oven, he sold the biggest and best sweet
potatoes for a nickle, wrapped in newspaper, made the best hand warmer
on a frigid winter day. With the sweet potato man it hardly payed for
moms to bake their own. There was a chestnut man too. In fact there
was a street vender man for just about everything, from horse drawn
greengrocers, to fish mongers, to knife sharpeners, to
merry-go-rounds... in those days there was a man on the street selling
everything... at night there were women on the street selling
everything. hehe