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Paleo Sweet Potato and Tuna Bake

Tinned tuna with sweet potato, bell pepper and onion; simply add in some seasonings and bake in the oven.
Sweet Potato and Tuna Bake

A Little About The Recipe: Paleo Sweet Potato and Tuna Bake

Paleo Sweet Potato and Tuna Bake is the paleo version of a classic tuna pasta bake without, for obvious reasons the pasta.  It’s easy weeknight comfort food.  The preparation is simple and the cooking requires no overseeing. This is great for keeping your healthy eating on track at the end of a long workday.

And Here It Is: Paleo Sweet Potato and Tuna Bake

Sweet Potato and Tuna Bake
Tinned tuna with sweet potato, bell pepper and onion; simply add in some seasonings and bake in the oven.
5 from 2 votes
Prep Time 15 mins
Cook Time 25 mins
Total Time 40 mins
Course Lunch, Main Dish
Cuisine Paleo, Paleo-ish, Whole30
Servings 2 people
Calories 231 kcal


  • 130 g sweet potato (1 medium)
  • 110 g tinned tuna in olive oil, UNDRAINED (1 small can or 3.5oz)
  • 1/2 bell pepper, green sliced
  • 1/2 medium onion sliced
  • 2 tsp smoked paprika
  • 1/2 tsp thyme
  • 1/4 tsp garlic powder


  • Preheat a fan assisted oven to 200 deg C (or 400 deg F).
  • Mix all the ingredients together in a 22cm x 22cm casserole dish (9" x 9"), do not drain the tuna.
  • Place the casserole dish in the oven.
  • Bake for 25 mins, stir part way through.
  • Serve.


Net Carbs: 14.9g


Serving: 180gSodium: 244mgCalcium: 45mgVitamin C: 28mgVitamin A: 10495IUSugar: 4.9gFiber: 4gPotassium: 471mgCholesterol: 9mgCalories: 231kcalMonounsaturated Fat: 3gPolyunsaturated Fat: 5gSaturated Fat: 2gFat: 10gProtein: 16gCarbohydrates: 18.7gIron: 2mg
Keyword bell pepper, dried herbs, onion, sweet potato, tuna
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A Little About Us: Alex, Carl, Isla and Taran

This time the little about my family will be a story from the past.  The news lately is so full of doom and gloom; sometimes, it makes it hard to believe there is any good in the world at all!  So let me tell you a story that says otherwise.  It’s a true story, an everyday story.  It won’t make the news.  It won’t get passed around social media, and it certainly won’t go viral.  It won’t mean a lot to most people, and even the people involved are unlikely to remember it, but it meant a lot to my husband and me. Even now, about three years later, I remember.  It’s about the day I will always be grateful to five complete strangers.  Five strangers I never actually thanked, mainly because I was too shaken up at the time to think properly enough to show my appreciation. This is a story about ordinary people being good people, as most people are despite what the news prefers to show.

Back we go to a time when my eldest daughter, Isla, was into her toddler years and my son, Taran, was still a baby.  My husband and I had collected our two kids from their nursery and were walking home. My husband was pushing the pram with both of the kids sat in it. 

I must sidestep a moment to explain the pram as it’s very nature is a crucial part of this story.  My husband and I realised part of the way through my pregnancy with Taran that there would not be enough time between one child and the next.  The first one would not be able to walk any kind of distance before we had the second.  We would need a double pram.  For those unaware of such things, double prams come in two basic designs; side by side or one behind the other.  Which one you choose depends on your needs. In Malta, the pavements are very narrow (I dread to think how those with wheelchairs manage to get around), this left us with little choice but to get the one behind the other design. This pram had its good points, it’s very narrow, but it also had some very, very bad ones.  One of these being that it was a highly unwieldy thing when both kids were in it.  The front end became all but unliftable from the ‘pushing’ end; if you went off the pavement, it was a feat in itself to get back on it.

Pram explained, let me head back to my husband and me walking home with both kids in the pram.  We were about to descend from one pavement to cross a side street at the side of the main road when a car turned into the side street past us. Waiting for it to pass, we stood behind a young, quite short, dark-skinned man who looked to be in his late 20’s; he was smartly dressed and carrying a slender briefcase. The car passed, and the young man began to cross the road in front of us.  By the inelegant means of me yanking on the front end of the pram, we got down from the pavement and followed afterwards. Partway across, the car that had just turned into the side street past us suddenly began to reverse slowly backwards. It was reversing straight at the pram with my two kids in it! Stuck between two pavements with this unwieldy pram, my husband would never have got it up onto a pavement and to safety before the car reached the kids. With a lack of other options, my husband placed himself in front of the pram between the kids and the car with his hands outstretched as if to hold back the car. I ran at the car beating on the windows and shouting. The young man who had crossed in front of us us ran back and placed himself with my husband between the kids and the car. Behind us was a rather overweight, badly dressed man well into his 6th decade.  I think he was originally white but was currently a brilliant lobster colour (poor guy). He ran forward and tried to haul on the car’s door on the left side. Another man in jeans and a white t-shirt across the road started running towards us. Two women who had been passing the opposite way holding hands, started shouting and ran back to help us as well. Between us all, the car driver realised something was amiss and put the breaks on before getting out of the car to shout at us all for attacking his car – he had not seen the kids. Just in case you actually thought there was a bad guy in all this, there wasn’t.  When the driver realised what had been so narrowly averted, he was extremely apologetic. He wasn’t a bad guy, just momentarily dangerously inattentive.

Five people of different ages, different genders, different social backgrounds, different skin colours, different sexual orientations and different professions, even of different body types, all put themselves directly in harms way without a second thought to save two kids they did not know.  These were just people; ordinary and good.  It’s important to remember that most people are.

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