I’ve been at it since 9 a.m., first I had to clean the “zucca” of seeds, wrap it in tinfoil and bake it until it was soft enough to cut the hard flesh. It’s now 11:20 a.m. I’m covered in shreds of pumpkin (don’t ask), and this sloshy pie is swimming in the oven with no sign of firming it’s plans up to be a pie!
All I can think is that my to do list today was quite simple, bake pie and study. Oh, did I happen to also mention that in all this excitement the dog bit Mama too?
The crust on the pie will be black for sure by now but the middle stuff is still sloshing after 45 minutes in the oven…should I throw in my Betty Crocker apron now or what?
I’m actually not that inept in the kitchen it’s just that this is my first pumpkin pie without using the canned crap you buy in the supermarket that has the perfect recipe on the label. I truly thought this was going to be an easy affair and instead my tummy is rumbling for lunch already and there is pumpkin bits everywhere!
I can’t go into my bathroom to wash up because that just so happens to be where the biting dog is repenting for his sins…so forgive me but next time I’ll bring the wine, okay?
Oh, and Happy Canadian Thanksgiving eh!