Last week we went “Shopping” in the shop, and Seppi picked out a nice, Seppi-sized pumpkin, because he wanted to make Pumpkin Muffins.
Monday morning, bright and early, he brought his pumpkin upstairs from the garage, to make pumpkin something. Right now.
He seemed oblivious to the fact that one does not simply cut the pumpkin into muffin shaped pieces and eat it. In fact, as we discovered, one does not simply cut these pumpkins. The rinds are quite tough, and Daddy had to use all his muscle to saw through with the bread knife.
Once sawn through, the pumpkin needed de-seeding. We could have cleaned the seeds from the pulp and roasted them, some people do like roasted pumpkin seeds. But we decided not to.
Seppi did not like not being able to scrape out the hot pumpkin after it came out of the steam bath. He insisted he was big enough, but Daddy disagreed. He was allowed to stir the pumpkin spice into it, and that was a decent consolation prize.
Squeezing the water out of the pumpkin mash is very important, otherwise the dough will be too squishy.
Then mixing the dry ingredients.
If it looks a bit chaotic, like Winnie is about to climb right onto the cutting bord and dip her measuring cup into the bowl, that’s because that is exactly what is about to happen.
Rolling the dough into balls.
While the cookies were in the oven Evie and Daddy squished the water out of the rest of the pumpkin mash. Maybe we will make more cookies tomorrow if these ones turn out tasty.
As it happens, they were not a big hit. Daddy thinks they are too sweet and not pumpkiny enough. The kids don’t like them, because they are too pumpkiny and not sweet enough.
So we picked up our baking and went to the farm to do chores.
Little Farm in the Big City 