Tonight at home group, we celebrated Thanksgiving. Our fabulous hostess made turkey and wild casserole, green beans, corn, apple/fluff salad, rolls and cranberry sauce. It was all quite delicious.
it wasn't a potluck, I told her that I would bring the pumpkin pie.
Months ago, when the dessert sign up sheet was passed around (yes, we
eat dessert every week at group), I volunteered for tonight. It's our
last meeting of the session, so I thought I'd make Ding Dong Cake (I can
explain that another day). Once she decided to do a Thanksgiving-ish
meal, pie seemed more appropriate.
Dutifully, I brought
three pumpkin pies and three large canisters of whipped cream. Here's
the problem. I cheated. I bought them at Costco. It's been a long
work week and I didn't know if I'd have a lot of time to spend in the
kitchen, so I decided that for $5.99 each, I would let Costco do the
Ugh. It's just not the same. Granted, it's fine. It's passable. But it's really not the same. Homemade kicks Costco's butt.
I am now officially ready for Thanksgiving. Until now, I've been in
denial that we're this close to the holidays. You know, if I don't
acknowledge it, it won't matter that I'm so far behind. But having a
pseudo Thanksgiving meal and mediocre pumpkin pie, I must say that I'm
ready. I need real, homemade dessert. I'm eagerly anticipating my
sister-in-law's pie (and hopefully her amazing chocolate chip cookies!)
next Thursday, and then I plan to spend Thursday night making pies for
our second Thanksgiving next Friday.
Seriously...I can't wait.