I’m going to date the shit out of myself, but here goes.
Back in the day in Taiwan, my parents and their friends would have these massive bonfires fires. Sometimes on the beach, sometimes on the dirt next to the beach.
Before leaving to play in the water, they would stomp and bury rocks and dirt along with sweet potatoes in the ground. After playing for a few hours they would dig it up. Let me tell you. Till this day I haven’t had anything better than buried sweet potatos. It was earthy, extra sweet and basically candy.