I would not say that I
desperately wanted a piece of pumpkin pie yesterday but I certainly
would've enjoyed a bite of pie he end of yesterday's meal.I don't
know what I was thinking after all the desert portion of yesterday's
mail was potluck, everyone was supposed to bring something they like.
There is One pumpkin pie, premade and one of those 8 inch aluminum
tins, a cake, various and sundry cookies and of course offerings of
Jell-O. But just one time the pie. There were a lot of others who had
designs on that . I was correct in no time the little bitty pie was
gone. I mean department management should realize that if the spring
for the turkeys management should also throw in the pies.
I'm here now into this
property that seem so much different than when I arrived. I remember
the place getting ready for Thanksgiving last year but I just sort of
held back. I was the new guy. Nobody knew who I was, they were nice
to me but I don't think they knew quite what to do with me. I'm still
kind of the new guy but I can tell I've been accepted. Last year I
did not go to the pre-Thanksgiving dinner. I may have some sort of
excuse. This year I went but I sit at any tables of people I knew. I
must admit this behavior is kind of bizarre. I ended up sitting by
myself that really the only table left. Imagine my chagrin when the
table soon filled with Spanish-speaking residents. I pieced together
bits and pieces of conversation. One person was from El Salvador, one
from Columbia and another for Mexico of course. Luckily, Sarah the
girl runs the beauty salon at the building here joined our table. We
talked a little bit.
I've really done a lot of
cooking this year. Turkey breasts, a couple roasts and the usual
stirfry and garbroc. So this afternoon went across the street at the
market I figured, I can bake a pie. I made an apple pie not long ago
or at least put one together. It was just a matter of opening up a
can of apple pie mix and putting the mix into a premade pie crust and
covering with the remaining crust. That was it. Dianne always made
the pumpkin pies for our Thanksgiving celebrations. She made the
crusts as well as the pie filling. I watched her a couple times of
course but I didn't really pay attention now I wish I had. I found a
couple of recipes online and even on cans. It looks straightforward.
In my attempts to get spices the past couple of months I believe I
have everything I need to mix the pie filling. I got a couple small
cans of pumpkin could should be more I need one pie. The only issue I
have is I remember the slurry of pie mix in the pie tins that Dianne
slid into the oven. I'm worried about slopping the slosh. But I've
got an idea. What if I mix the slosh up in the great yellow bowl that
came with me from the house? I will have the oven heated and I will
pull the rack out far enough to place the pies on the rack then pour
the slurry into the pie tins and personal hold shooting match into
the oven. This is got to work. The problem I have is getting the pie
in getting the pie out should not be a problem. I mean I can wait
till pie cools until stone cold and I want and then pull the desert
with my hands but that won't be a problem. I'm excited I can do this
I just wish, now I had purchased some cool whip.
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