
My Thanksgiving went well -- at least much better than last year. Last year I was hobbling around from a serious bike injury to my leg. On top of that, there was enough personal life-drama for an OC episode (which I've heard is a popular television drama-O-rama...). This year there was no bike injury (save for the remaining scar...I mean "shark bite") and no drama. I cooked a couple delicious (I must say!) pumpkin pies and managed to sculpt some fresh whipped cream -- none of that Cool Whip B.S.! Ahh, pumpkin pie. The pumpkin pie, while a Thanksgiving cliche, is indeed a most delectable dessert. But why has the pumpkin been relegated to such infrequent and selected use? I suppose the fruit itself matures only under that harvest moon, limiting multi-seasonal use. And they look grotesque. I've seen some pumpkins that would make genital warts looks appetizing (sorry...). Sure there are the seeds, which are good but often caked in salt, and I've begun to see a couple pumpkin beers around that are actally to be pretty good (try the Blue Moon Pumpkin Ale). But come on! The pumpkin can make a killer pie...and that's it?! There's got to be other uses that rival the magic of the pie version. Pumpkin soup? -- actually I've had this and it wasn't good. Pumpkin bread? That sounds good. Caramelized pumpkin? Whoa, that sounds REALLY good. Pumpkin cake? Carrots are great in cake...I could think of these all night. I am beginning to wonder if a simple Google search would yield plenty of tasty recipes, some of which may even include a caramelized pumpkin. If so, American society needs to be informed. The pie needs to be evolved. I'll do my part for next year; I encourage you to join me. Mashed pumpkin and gravy, here we come!