So, now that we are fully intrenched into fall, the kids are pining for some of the food we traditionally eat in the US. My youngest two were really looking forward to be back in the US by Halloween. We had some tears, so I promised that we would find a place to trick or treat with costumes this year.
Pumpkins have been appearing at the grocery store and my youngest was very keen to get some for carving last week. We picked up a few of the sugar pumpkins and he was thrilled at the thought of eating pumpkin pie. I promised that we would get some big pumpkins on the weekend when everyone was with us.
So, the weekend came up. My husband and I had an invite to a party. He had volunteered that I would bring something. He wanted me to bring Grandma Beary's baked beans, but we reached a compromise which entailed me making a pumpkin pie. He was even able to find a disposable pie tin at the store which took the bother away from having to worry about bringing the dish home.
Making a pumpkin pie is work here, almost an ordeal (for me anyway). Since I can't find pumpkin in a can, I have to cook it from scratch. If you have ever worked with cooked pumpkin, you know that it has a lot of water in it. So, the water has to be strained out to make the consistency right which was one thing that I learned last year. So, I cooked and strained and then added all the ingredients and cooked the pie.
It seemed that upon trying the pie at the party, it because apparently very quickly that I had forgotten one 'key' ingredient. Sugar. We quickly hid the pie and explained the snafu to our few friends that had looked forward to trying this long heard of American confection that my husband had boasted about at work....
So, I am going to make it again. This time, I am sure that I won't forget the sugar! Also in celebration of our youngest's half birthday, we are going to try and to make chicken like Chick-Fil-A.
Pumpkins have been appearing at the grocery store and my youngest was very keen to get some for carving last week. We picked up a few of the sugar pumpkins and he was thrilled at the thought of eating pumpkin pie. I promised that we would get some big pumpkins on the weekend when everyone was with us.
So, the weekend came up. My husband and I had an invite to a party. He had volunteered that I would bring something. He wanted me to bring Grandma Beary's baked beans, but we reached a compromise which entailed me making a pumpkin pie. He was even able to find a disposable pie tin at the store which took the bother away from having to worry about bringing the dish home.
Making a pumpkin pie is work here, almost an ordeal (for me anyway). Since I can't find pumpkin in a can, I have to cook it from scratch. If you have ever worked with cooked pumpkin, you know that it has a lot of water in it. So, the water has to be strained out to make the consistency right which was one thing that I learned last year. So, I cooked and strained and then added all the ingredients and cooked the pie.
It seemed that upon trying the pie at the party, it because apparently very quickly that I had forgotten one 'key' ingredient. Sugar. We quickly hid the pie and explained the snafu to our few friends that had looked forward to trying this long heard of American confection that my husband had boasted about at work....
So, I am going to make it again. This time, I am sure that I won't forget the sugar! Also in celebration of our youngest's half birthday, we are going to try and to make chicken like Chick-Fil-A.
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