This year for Thanksgiving I felt intrepid in the pumpkin department. In the baking sense of the term.
I attempted nearly-from-scratch pumpkin pie—a definite first
Deciding to forego the crust I opted for store-bought but the actual filling I went for it and pureed a pumpkin from my mom’s garden.
It took forever.
To keep me accountable I told both sides of the family I would be bringing pie with me to Thanksgiving dinner…but when it came to actual baking time I was having second thoughts. I clearly recall threatening more than five times to bring store-bought pumpkin pies to the gatherings, not even bothering to hide the fact.
Yes, I was desperate.
But, well, my husband baked the pumpkin for me while I was at work and so I couldn’t very well give up before giving it a fair shot.
As per usual I didn’t know what I was doing so I looked up a few recipes and chose one based on two factors:
- It called for ingredients I already had
- It had less than five instructions
Hey, I’m a picky pumpkin pie maker
A problem arose when I doubled the recipe to make two pies and wound up with enough filling for three pies. Because I only had two shells (and still wasn’t willing to make more). So I thought, hey why not muffins—pumpkin muffins.
They totally flopped.
But the pies were good!
Unfortunately I was so relieved when they finally cooked and, you know, looked like pumpkin pies I stopped there and never took a photo. But trust me, they tasted right. And stuff.
And since I was still feeling intrepid I also tried baking the seeds, which were awesome.
Who knew seasoning salt, margarine, and Worcestershire sauce could combine to create something so tasty.