emily has pumpkin instead of brain
so, tonight i cut up the pumpkin, cooked it, pureed it, and finally turned it into pie. still baking now...smells so good. however, getting to this point has been a pain in the bottom. shosh, did you make your pie from the real deal...or did you use the canned stuff? there's a reason everyone uses the can. it's a lot of work to get it ready!
remember, i used this site on pumpkin info.
ok i picked up two packages of frozen pie crust, which turned out to be quite fortunate. got all the extra spices i needed and headed home.
and so it begins!
oo, cut up pumpkin! seeds and guts!
guts and flesh and all...this is after the cooking. it came out easily.
pureed it all...i think i had about 8 cups in all. EIGHT CUPS. EIGHT. remember that number.
i decided that with all the puree, i should make "two" pies. i'd be bringing at least two with me this weekend to an outing. here are the two bowls after spices were added. (observe seeds in the back there. they were soaking in honey and soy sauce. i just toasted them up. super tasty.)
this is when things started to go downhill. first, i got whole allspice berries, not ground. quick fix, pulled out my coffee grinder (not used for coffee, don't worry) and pulverized a few of those suckers. ah, all is well...or is it? i started to pour into the frozen crust...but wait! why does it look like this filling is for two pies? well, because it is...and i made two batches....for four pies. FOUR! i thought there were too many eggs in there...
here i am, watching comedy central and waiting for the timer to ring. i've cleaned up the kitchen. once those pies come out, i'm going to sleep. i'll finish the last two tomorrow, then maybe make an apple after that, but i'll have to go out and get new crusts! all for the love of home made baked goods.
and, crazy will is coming to visit tomorrow!
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"here i am, watching comedy central and waiting for the timer to ring. i've cleaned up the kitchen. once those pies come out, i'm going to sleep. i'll finish the last two tomorrow, then maybe make an apple after that, but i'll have to go out and get new crusts! all for the love of home made baked goods."
I feel like this paragraph is what we would hear if we tuned into your inner monologue like a radio station.
Also, my mom famously tells the story about how when she was first married to my dad she spent all day making a pumpkin pie from scratch. Pumpkin-mutilating and all. My dad responded with an attempt at a compliment -- that it "tasted just like it came from a can."
She was not pleased.
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