Tonight I decided to take it to the limit - my pumpkin fear, that is - and actually engage the pumpkin in some feat of cookery. I made pumpkin soup. And I liked it [I feel like that lame Katy Perry song]. Pumpkins are not in season, but fortunately tinned pure pumpkin [not pumpkin pie filling] is widely available. I actually overspiced it - perhaps in a misguided attempt to hide the pumpkin-ness of my creation, but it was still very good. Silky in texture, but curry-licious and ginger-y in taste [I could put ginger in anything and love it though]. While this was not a soup that I was originally planning to make [I still have a few to cross off my list], I am very glad that I did. Contrary to everyone's belief I don't enjoy being fussy with food [though I am] and I especially don't like being food phobic [people who write off entire foods tend to annoy, even when I'm one of them - especially when I'm one of them]. However, now I can get on with my life and start enjoying all of those pumpkin risottos and pumpkin raviolis that society has to offer. Maybe even...butternut squash...dun dun dun...
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Day Two Hundred and Seventy-One - Simply Gourd-ious
I have a puzzling relationship with pumpkin [well, gourds in general, but specifically pumpkin for today's purposes]. My birthday is indeed on Halloween and therefore it would be natural to assume that I have an amicable agreement with pumpkins and the holiday in general. You would be wrong. For the record, I think Halloween is quite something - provided that is not also your birthday. I require attention. *ahem* But pumpkins - I have never liked [except for their seeds, which I love, even though they upset my stomach]. Joseph played a videogame a little while ago wherein pumpkins would reign down upon the fair heroine's head and I could scarcely imagine anything more terrifying. But then...something happened this fall. I'm not sure if I was overly distraught over the Yankees poor post-season performance or what - but in some state I purchased a pumpkin pie, heated it up in the oven and actually ate it. And enjoyed it. Yeah, I know.

Tonight I decided to take it to the limit - my pumpkin fear, that is - and actually engage the pumpkin in some feat of cookery. I made pumpkin soup. And I liked it [I feel like that lame Katy Perry song]. Pumpkins are not in season, but fortunately tinned pure pumpkin [not pumpkin pie filling] is widely available. I actually overspiced it - perhaps in a misguided attempt to hide the pumpkin-ness of my creation, but it was still very good. Silky in texture, but curry-licious and ginger-y in taste [I could put ginger in anything and love it though]. While this was not a soup that I was originally planning to make [I still have a few to cross off my list], I am very glad that I did. Contrary to everyone's belief I don't enjoy being fussy with food [though I am] and I especially don't like being food phobic [people who write off entire foods tend to annoy, even when I'm one of them - especially when I'm one of them]. However, now I can get on with my life and start enjoying all of those pumpkin risottos and pumpkin raviolis that society has to offer. Maybe even...butternut squash...dun dun dun...
Tonight I decided to take it to the limit - my pumpkin fear, that is - and actually engage the pumpkin in some feat of cookery. I made pumpkin soup. And I liked it [I feel like that lame Katy Perry song]. Pumpkins are not in season, but fortunately tinned pure pumpkin [not pumpkin pie filling] is widely available. I actually overspiced it - perhaps in a misguided attempt to hide the pumpkin-ness of my creation, but it was still very good. Silky in texture, but curry-licious and ginger-y in taste [I could put ginger in anything and love it though]. While this was not a soup that I was originally planning to make [I still have a few to cross off my list], I am very glad that I did. Contrary to everyone's belief I don't enjoy being fussy with food [though I am] and I especially don't like being food phobic [people who write off entire foods tend to annoy, even when I'm one of them - especially when I'm one of them]. However, now I can get on with my life and start enjoying all of those pumpkin risottos and pumpkin raviolis that society has to offer. Maybe even...butternut squash...dun dun dun...
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RYQ (from a looooong time ago!): yes, it does suck wearing pants in the summer...but usually camp is indoors and the AC is pumping. (thank God!)
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