Today is the first day Debbie and I have had together in about two weeks – first I was off on a combined personal and business trip, then she was up in Murietta, cooking for a fancy-schmancy dog training seminar (trainers and trainees). She got back home late last night.
Our Thanksgiving Day feast this year will be with our friends and neighbors, Jim and Michelle Barnick (who live just up the hill from us). They're having a few dozen friends and relatives over. Our contribution is the pumpkin pie, which Debbie and I just finished making.
We had some help from the dogs. I made the pie crusts (a simple crust made of ginger snap crumbs and butter). I accidentally brushed a few crumbs off onto the floor, where Race (our border collie yearling) found them. You could see him immediately take on a wondering look, as if to say “Where the hell has this been my whole life?”
Then a little while later I had the job of mixing the filling. After pouring the filling into the pies (and a couple of extra custard cups), I had a nice, big mixing bowl coated with the filling mixture. Basically that's eggs, evaporated milk, and pumpkin, with some spices and sugar. If you're a dog, I don't think it gets any better than that. Suffice it to say that the mixing bowl was shortly extremely clean, at a molecular level. I could have just let it dry and thrown it back in the cabinet, but for form's sake I actually did wash it off...
Now the pies are in the oven, the dishes are all washed, and we're just relaxing for a bit. In a few hours we'll wander up the hill to start our feast. A few hours after that, we'll be painfully full of excellent food and drink, and we'll be smiling from the good company of our friends...
Happy Thanksgiving to you all, on this beautiful day in the chaparral of Lawson Valley, just east of Jamul...
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