the history of a squash...err pumpkin

..."Once upon a time a farmer planted a little seed. in his garden, and after a while it sprouted and became a vine and bore many squashes. One day in October, when they were ripe, he picked one and took it to market. A grocerman bought and put it in his shop. That same morning, a little girl in a brown hat and blue dress, with a round face and snub nose, went and bought it for her mother. She lugged it home, cut it up, and boiled it in the big pot, mashed some of it salt and butter, for dinner. And to the rest she added a pint of milk, two eggs, four spoons of sugar, nutmeg, and some crackers, put it in a deep dish, and baked it till it was brown and nice, and next day it was eaten by a family named March..." --Little Women, Louisa May Alcott

Well, my tale's a little different:

Once upon a time a librarian planted a seed in the ear of a farmer nearby--"Let the library storytime children come for a hayride and pumpkin picking, please?" Her wish was granted and a date was scheduled. One dreary, but very lovely day in October, families met, excited children pranced around, and in no time wagons loaded with hay appeared. We piled aboard and were taken to a patch of pumpkins in a sea of a field. As well as each and every person present, this particular librarian lugged her pumpkin home, cut it up, roasted it--seeds separately and enjoyed ENORMOUSLY--scrapped meat from shell and added to it cream, 3 eggs, much sugar, nutmeg, ginger, cinnamon, and allspice, poured said mixture into pie shells, and the next day it was eaten by library staff and a new friend...


The pumpkin patch

The pumpkin post roasting and scooping, pre-pureeing

Pureeing the pumpkin to smooth goodness

Mixing goodness together

1 of 2 pumpkin pies


*I used Mark Bittman's pumpkin pie recipe from, How to Cook Everything--very good, but not as good as the last recipe I tried a few years back, and sadly can't find!

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