Ridgerunner
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Interesting question, cat. I always read that you must stop those rooted spots from developing, but of course, all my reading has been about growing in the north....
Yes, you can get some pretty good sweets where the vines root, sometimes a few feet from the main plant. Mine will sometimes send a thick root out from the main area a few feet too and set a sweet at the end of that root. Both those can make it hard to dig them. You trace that root out carefully to avoid cutting the potato and maybe find a nice potato or find nothing. Those clumps where the vines root can be about anywhere too so I often wind up cutting some of those. They heal though and you can store them as long as they are cured.
There are a whole lot of different varieties of sweet potatoes with different skin colors and different flesh colors. The ones you see at the grocery stores are almost always Beauregards so that's what most people think of when they hear sweet potatoes. When I grew up we grew a white skinned sweet potato with white flesh that cooked up with a light green color. That's what I thought a sweet potato was supposed to be until I got out into the world.
Different varieties cook up differently too. Some are more waxy, some drier. I grew a Murasaki a few years back. That's a purple skinned sweet with white flesh developed by LSU I got from Steele. It's a long season variety so not really suitable for up north. It was way too dry when I tried just baking it, but in casseroles or cooked up in water it was really good. I gave some to a lady that works at the same charity my wife and I do and warned her about that. She cut them into slices, drizzled with oil, seasoned them (can't remember how, probably salt and pepper but maybe something else), and baked them. Sweet potato chips. She said they were really good, could she have some more please.
I'll tell one of my favorite sweet potato stories. When we moved here was the first time since I was married that I could even grow them, In suburbia my garden was tiny. My wife refused to believe that sweet potatoes could be anything other than the red skinned red fleshed Beauregards. That's what she grew up with. So I grew some white skinned, creamy white fleshed O'Henry's. When she told some women at church that I had grown some white sweet potatoes they didn't believe her. Every year a few area churches get together on a farm for a fall picnic where everyone brings a dish. I brought a sweet potato casserole made from those O'Henry's. I just set the bowl on the table and left it. No one noticed who brought it. When we were leaving and I picked that empty bowl up, some of those ladies wanted to know what that was. They couldn't figure it out. Some thought it was a squash casserole because of the color but it didn't taste just right for squash. I took great pleasure in explaining (very nicely of course) that it was sweet potatoes. White sweet potatoes.
My wife doesn't like the really big sweets. They take forever to bake in the oven, quite a while even in the microwave. With her arthritis she has great trouble cutting up the big ones. I plant mine 9" apart in rows maybe 3-1/2 feet apart and still get some really big ones. The big ones I give away.