Step one, go to the Ottawa Farmer's Market to buy 2 sugar pumpkins.


Step Two: Remembering both the advice from the pumpkin seller that these are very tough-to-cut pumpkins, and my amazing ability to frequently cut off fingertips while slicing bagels (the mark from the most recent slice is only just now disappearing!), put Mike to work cutting up the pumpkins while I hollow them out.


didn't think they'd survive till I could bring them out to you at Xmas!)
Bake the pumpkin pieces, skin side up, at 425 degrees F for 50 minutes.

Step Three: Let the pumpkins cool while you go out and pick up a few things, and then scrape the pulp off the skin and puree it in your newly purchased inexpensive mini food processor (the black one on the left there) (ps: not sure if you can make it out, but you can actually see my own pumkin plants growing in the backyard - I have some of them elevated on the plastic chairs, in an attempt to keep the squirrels from sneaking in under the leaves and nibbling on them! darn rats with fur coats!)


Step Four: mix up your favourite pie recipe, pour it the mix into your favourite pie crust (mine is the frozen kind that you buy in the store!) and bake for 50 minutes.
Ta Da! Pumpkin Pie for Thanksgiving dinner!

the mark of a good pie recipe (this scene lasted all of 3 minutes before this last slice was eaten and the second pie was cut into!):

On Monday, Mike and I went to his brother's place for thanksgiving dinner - Tara (dave's wife) wanted to do the turkey since Mike and Dave's parents were down in the Chesapeake Bay on their boat. The only requirement was that I go over to help her make it. Once the bird was in the oven (both upside down and overstuffed, which we found out later when Tara's parents showed up!) and everything was ready to go, Tara put her sister Kathleen and I in charge of making a centrepiece for the table... Kathleen hollowed out a butternut squash, and then we borrowed Tiff's suggestion for maple leaf roses:

Dinner was a touch late due to too much stuffing in the turkey, so Owen had his dinner before the rest of us. I don't think he quite knew what to make of all this turkey stuff


Here's all the adults, in our post-dinner turkey induced stupor

2 comments:
I love your pictoral guide -- major props for not cheating with canned pumpkin. Aren't those maple roses fun to make? They're so festive it hurts.
oh i remember our Canadian Thanksgiving last year...yummo! Looks like your celebration this year was a bit of a step up! (white table cloths and no coffee mugs for wine glasses!)
I am super impressed with your baking skills Glenda! How come you never told me you were so Martha Stewart-ish?
Hope you're doing well!
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