I made a sweet potato gratin of sorts for Thanksgiving.  It wasn't however as delicious as the sweet potato chips Benjamin whipped up before the big meal.  He continued making thin slices, sprinkled them with cinammon, fried them until crisp, and when they were done he seasoned them with some salt.

That's the extent of a recipe and pictures I have for you because we ate them up as soon as they came out of the oil it seemed.  I'll be a happy Mamma if this is what Anderson will think of as chips.