“Sweetie, where did all of these yams come from,” said LJ as he gazed at a mountain of tubers on the kitchen counter.

“Oh, hi, sweetheart. Those are sweet potatoes. I volunteered us to prepare and cook them for the Mangia Kitchen.”

“The kitchen for the homeless?”

“Yes. We will have help, so we won’t be doing this by ourselves, but we do need to get to work because we…