Indian-Spiced Sweet Potatoes

Indian-Spiced Sweet Potatoes requires approximately 45 minutes from start to finish. For 82 cents per serving, you get a side dish that serves 4. Watching your figure? This gluten free, lacto ovo vegetarian, and whole 30 recipe has 217 calories, 3g of protein, and 8g of fat per serving. This recipe is liked by 221 foodies and cooks. It is brought to you by Jans Sushi Bar. If you have sea salt, cinnamon, paprika, and a few other ingredients on hand, you can make it. With a spoonacular score of 74%, this dish is solid. If you like this recipe, take a look at these similar recipes: North Indian-Spiced Roasted Sweet Potatoes, Indian Spiced Potatoes, and Indian-Spiced Potatoes Anna.

Servings: 4

 

Ingredients:

1/8 teaspoon cayenne, or to taste

1/2 teaspoon cinnamon

1/2 teaspoon cumin

1 teaspoon curry powder

2 tablespoons ghee or butter, melted

1/4 teaspoon ground cardamom

1/2 teaspoon paprika

1 teaspoon kosher or sea salt

2 large sweet potatoes, cut into 1 1/2" cubes

1/4 teaspoon turmeric

Equipment:

oven

mixing bowl

baking sheet

Cooking instruction summary:

Preheat oven to 425 F.Combine all of the ingredients in a large mixing bowl; toss until the potatoes are completely and evenly coated.Spread the sweet potatoes evenly on a large, shallow, rimmed baking sheet and roast for 30 minutes or until the potatoes are crisp and golden brown, stirring every 10 minutes.Serve immediately.Nutrition (per serving): 112 calories, 6g total fat, 15.3mg cholesterol, 507.5mg sodium, 246mg potassium, 14.1g carbohydrates, 2.5g fiber, 2.8g sugar, 1.3g protein

 

Step by step:


1. Preheat oven to 425 F.

2. Combine all of the ingredients in a large mixing bowl; toss until the potatoes are completely and evenly coated.

3. Spread the sweet potatoes evenly on a large, shallow, rimmed baking sheet and roast for 30 minutes or until the potatoes are crisp and golden brown, stirring every 10 minutes.

4. Serve immediately.Nutrition (per serving): 112 calories, 6g total fat, 15.3mg cholesterol, 507.5mg sodium, 246mg potassium, 14.1g carbohydrates, 2.5g fiber, 2.8g sugar, 1.3g protein


Nutrition Information:

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216k Calories
2g Protein
7g Total Fat
35g Carbs
13% Health Score
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Calories
216k
11%

Fat
7g
12%

  Saturated Fat
4g
29%

Carbohydrates
35g
12%

  Sugar
7g
8%

Cholesterol
19mg
6%

Sodium
675mg
29%

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Protein
2g
6%

Vitamin A
24275IU
486%

Manganese
0.56mg
28%

Fiber
5g
22%

Vitamin B6
0.37mg
19%

Potassium
597mg
17%

Vitamin B5
1mg
14%

Copper
0.27mg
13%

Magnesium
45mg
11%

Vitamin B1
0.14mg
9%

Phosphorus
84mg
8%

Iron
1mg
8%

Vitamin B2
0.11mg
6%

Calcium
59mg
6%

Vitamin C
4mg
5%

Vitamin B3
1mg
5%

Folate
19µg
5%

Vitamin E
0.66mg
4%

Zinc
0.58mg
4%

Vitamin K
3µg
4%

Selenium
1µg
2%

covered percent of daily need
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