Pumpkins, pumpkins everywhere
And not a pie to eat.
Though actually, I have the makings for Libby's basic pumpkin pie in my pantry. Sis loved pumpkin pie last year (though it was really a pseudo-pie, with no dairy, wheat, or eggs, basically pumpkin whipped into some non-dairy topping) and so we're going to make a test pie soon, in advance of Thanksgiving (yes, I am already working on that menu. Would you be surprised to know that I've been drafting my Christmas letter for over a month now? It's going to be better than last year's ABCs).
Twice in three days we have had a grand ol' pumpkin time: this weekend at a nearby pumpkin party with hayride and pumpkin-carving contest, and today at a local farm, with an even better hayride, some farm animals, and a maze. The kids now have 7 pumpkins!
Well, did have. See, we made pepitas last weekend, carving up one of the pumpkins to get the seeds. And so I made a face--my first experience carving a jack o'lantern. The kids were impressed. I realized how dull my knives are, as well as how easy it would be to end up in the emergency room. But within an hour or two of placing our new decoration outside, the squirrels had literally eaten its face off. Bud says, next time we carve a pumpkin we need to leave it inside.
So the cats can eat its face off, I guess.
Anyway, we have 6 other little pumpkins now, which we might decoupage or color with marker or even carve closer to the big day. If they survive. Which is questionable: there are already bite marks on them all.
But at least we'll still be able to have pie.
No comments:
Post a Comment