Friday, November 20, 2009

punkin pie phase 1

The day after Halloween Steve and I went out to find some pumpkins to make pie with.

Bad idea.

All the pumpkins had been snatched up from the night before. We checked wegmans and they said that every.single.wegmans in the greater rochester area were sold out. Seriously?

So we checked a local farm market and thankfully they had a few left. So we bought two small ones and they've since then been marking a lovely centerpiece on my kitchen table.

The goal initially was to be all romantic and whatnot and make these together, but silly things like lack of time get in the way and we haven't had the opportunity to get around to it.

And since I didn't want to wait so long that either A) Thanksgiving came and went or B) the pumpkins went rotten (probably more realistic at this point) I decided that I would bake them yesterday and begin the process

punky pie

I have discovered over the last few months that I am a knife brat. My parents have always had good cutco knives and I always thought their particular*ness* with knives was a little absurd. I however, no longer think so. Not after I've been subjected to the useless sharp objects I have in my drawer that are in disguise as knives.

Cutting these pumpkins in half was a beast.

At least I didn't cut off a finger (or two) in the process. The slimy seeds were shooting out from under it and the slipperiness created between the knife, my hands and the cutting board it was actually quite miraculous no blood was shed.


Can I just tell you, I've never actually scooped out a pumpkin before. It's true, call it deprivation or whatever you want, but I truly believe now that my parents spared me from that experience intentionally.

It is not fun, it is not clean, it is not easy.

But now I have pumpkin seeds and I want to bake them and eat them. Anyone have a good recipe for doing that?

fully baked... not half

Finally, the pumpkins made it into the oven. The smell that filled this apartment was almost more than I could handle. It made me want to curl up in front of a fireplace and drink hot apple cider while listening to Christmas music and drift off to sleep. I however did only 1 out of 4 of those things. The drifting part, ha.

Now I'm on to phase 2: pureeing the pumpkin. Not sure how well that's going to go, since my blender can only handle a little at a time... but we'll see. And hopefully I'll have a pumpkin pie before Thanksgiving next week!


6 extraordinary comments:

American Mum November 20, 2009 at 2:10 PM  

You're crazy! I only did this because i couldn't get canned pumpkin the England. It took alll day. But it's romantic. Ish. :)

Katie November 20, 2009 at 5:48 PM  

This seems strange with the W sauce, but it's one of my favorites! I looooove pumpkin seeds :)

Debbie November 20, 2009 at 8:45 PM  

so... who WERE these parents of yours??? sounds like you're turning into a
little "suzy.homemaker"

I love it!

G. November 20, 2009 at 10:00 PM  

I have a good recipe for pumpkin seeds, I think it's on one of my blog posts from last year if you want to check it out. Probably October, or you could check under the recipes label. Or I could just be nice and find it for you. Yeah. I'll do that. :)

G. November 20, 2009 at 10:07 PM  

ok. I found the recipe. Here's the link...


Molly @ Star Cottage November 25, 2009 at 1:06 PM  

Wow girl You rock! I am very impressed. I am totally buying a pumpkin pie for thanksgiving. Just the thought of gutting a pumpkin is rather nauseating @ the moment. I'll blame it on the pregnancy. :) And about the knife thing, I have been converted myself. My sister always complained about my knives. I told her she was crazy, and then she bought me some, and Wow what a difference.
Have a Happy Thanksgiving ;)

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