Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Apples, Peaches, Pumpkin Pie...If You're Not Ready, Holler...

AYE!!!  I am not ready, but getting close!

Marie asked me to bring a few things for Thanksgiving dinner, including the pumpkin pie.  I have never baked a pumpkin pie.  I actually cannot really think of any pie that I have baked except ice cream pies.  I think maybe I tried an apple pie one time.  And one time I made a summery strawberry and lemonade pie.  But pumpkin pies were Grandma's thing and my mom's thing.  And really all the baking was someone else's gig.  So I decided that I need to practice making the pie before Thanksgiving because I don't want to be analyzing a charred pie pan wondering what went wrong on Thanksgiving morning.

Friday I got the recipe for pumpkin pie from my mom, who got it from her mom, who got it from her mom.  Yep, I am using my great-grandma's pumpkin pie recipe.  It has never let me down when passed to me with a dollop of homemade whipped cream and a fork, so I know that if something goes wrong, it isn't the recipe's fault.

Sunday I baked the pumpkins I had from Pop's garden.  It was a chilly evening, so turning on the oven was great.  Marie and the girls stopped by in the evening, so Maya and Sara helped sort seeds from pumpkin guts.  We made part of the tray just plain salty seeds, as the girls like.  One third of the tray was dusted with ground rosemary and salt, a recommendation from Marie.  And the last third of the tray, we experimented with cinnamon and sugar.  The girls liked the salty and cinnamon sugar seeds, and both ate a good helping of them last night with dinner.

Two days later I find myself with all the ingredients in hand, but not the courage.  I decided tonight I would puree the pumpkin.  It seems like a lame and very privileged excuse, but I could only bear to bring out and dirty one kitchen appliance.  So the mixer will wait for its turn, maybe Thursday, in keeping with the pattern of accomplishment.  Tonight I got out the food processor and did a number on the pumpkin.  Along with the dishes left in the sink since yesterday, I had plenty to clean up tonight without going all the way.  Plus, last night I got home from work at 8 pm and tonight at 7:30 pm.  By the time I got a fire built and a meal made, I didn't think I had the strength to see it through to the end.  Not to mention that I won't see Thomas until Friday afternoon, and I am not sure whether he would read the note to stay out of the pies.

Why do today what can be put off till tomorrow when you can justify it so?

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I'm sorry I gave you such a job. You know so much about food I thought you might also be a pie wizard. No worries as I am sure they will turn out yummy. Once again, call if you need anything. David says nothing ccould be worse than those turkey dripped pumpkin pies of a few years ago.