In my California, the seasons are marked with food. Even though it was in the 60-70's today and I was comfortably wearing thin yoga capris and a lightweight long sleeve shirt, it still felt like fall when I had my yummy slice of homemade pumpkin pie.
This was our second experience making pumpkin pie. The first was last weekend. You remember this post where Grant talked about us cooking for our church. Yes, it did feel a little strange when we were at Trader Joe's buying 16 cans of pumpkin and telling the cashier that no, we weren't making any pie.
Well, we couldn't keep up the act. We couldn't help ourselves. We had to make pie! And the second time was excellent. (the first time was alright, but don't always trust the baking instructions for a recipe that comes off the side of a can!)
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