Week of Thanks and Giving (WoE #48)

Write at the Merge gives us 100 words to explore the word Gratitude.

I could not eloquently list everything I'm grateful for and keep it to 100 words.

Therefore, I will keep it simple, as if I received an award and had 30 seconds to give a speech.


Among other things, I am most grateful for the opportunity to participate in the stories each dawn brings.


Happy Thanksgiving!

Anticipation of Autumn (WoE week 42)

Write at the Merge gives us two words this week: Anticipation and Leap.

I'm going with Anticipation, and I'm going to give you something a bit different this week.


I offer the following in response: Autumn Means Pumpkins!

I have been sitting on edge for the last few weeks. Autumn is a season of preparation. We anticipate winter’s approach like loyal subjects for their queen, festooning trees with brightly hued leaves of gold and rust. The world seems to me like a child that cannot sit still at the midnight hour in wait for Saint Nick, watching the starry skies through frost covered windows, afraid to sleep because it might miss something.

For me, the wait begins with the planting of the pumpkin vine. I’m a bit obsessed with pumpkins, mostly because they each have their own personality, with warts and scars and farmer tans from sitting on the ground too long during their development. When no one is watching, I hug them.

Who am I kidding? I hug them even when people are watching. Don’t judge me. I never said I was normal.

Anyway, I thought I’d share the reason why I’m hovering over my pumpkin vines in wait for their perfect orange fruit. The following is my absolute favorite pumpkin recipe. 

Pumpion Pye
AKA: Baked Whole Pumpkin

Variations of this dish has been around at least since the colonies were established in the Americas, and was a known favorite of our founding fathers. George Washington himself was especially partial to Pumpkin Pie and requested it often from his own kitchen. Of course, the concept of pie has evolved over the centuries, from the waste not/want not use of yesteryear leftovers to the flaky crust and sweet fillings that we all know pie to be today.

For a very special holiday pumpkin dessert, give this flashback a shot:

WARNING: This is not for anyone on any form of diet for any reason. If you or someone you serve develops heart disease, diabetes, or other dietary malfunction, DO NOT BLAME ME. It is solely your responsibility to ascertain if you or those you serve are healthy enough to partake of this dish.

Now that the public service announcement has been issued, let’s begin.

Preheat the oven to 350*

Gather the ingredients:

·         A small pumpkin, 3 or 4 pounds, guts removed

·         3 whole eggs

·         1 cup heavy whipping cream

·         ¼ cup brown sugar

·         ½ Tbsp molasses

·         ¼ tsp nutmeg (freshly grated is best)

·         ½ tsp cinnamon

·         ¼ tsp ginger

·         Fresh Vanilla bean, scraped, or a few drops of extract, to taste

·         1 Tbsp butter (real butter please, no skimping)

After guts have been removed from the pumpkin, mix all remaining ingredients except the butter and fill the pumpkin with the mixture. Top the mixture with the butter. Place the top back on the pumpkin and place in an oven-safe dish (this is to keep leakages from spilling out into the oven) and bake for 1-1 ½ hrs or until the mixture as set like a custard.

If you can wait for the pumpkin to cool before serving, you win bragging rights for self-control. While amazing at cool, this pumpkin is positively sinful while hot. Serve from the pumpkin directly at the table, scraping the pumpkin meat off with each scoop of the custard. Family style suggestion: hand everyone a spoon and announce “dig in”. 

For those of you who are trying to do the vegan thing, some friends have suggested that cream of coconut works for the whipping cream, but I have no idea what to do about the eggs. You guys are on your own, but I wish you the best of luck. 

Happy Thanksgiving!

It's that time of year again when Americans get together to eat too much food and watch too much football. But as we prepare for the coming holly-craze season, please, let us take a moment to count our blessings as individuals, as a nation, as a people. Remember those less fortunate. Remember those absent from our tables by force or by choice. Remember to include our leaders in our collective prayers, that they may see beyond selfish desires and carry the torch and the burden of freedom and liberty for those they serve. Let us promise one another to strive to be the best we can be and banish our baser instincts that keep us chained to our fears, our prejudices, our misconceptions. Let us open our hearts to the possibility of love, no matter how fleeting the chance may prove, and open our arms to our neighbors, no matter our differences.

And let us not radio that God is on our side, but instead, be concerned if we are on His. We can be a great nation, a generous people, and above all, forgivng individuals, grateful, humble, and free.

Best wishes and all my love and appreciation,
Shel

A Day for Thanks

I was. I am. And with Divine Providence, I may yet be.

And so I am Thankful.


I pass along my best wishes to you and yours this day and every day.


Happy Thanksgiving America