Pumpkin tarts....one of my few forays into the kitchen arts these days always seems to involve pumpkin. Not sure why, but there you have it. I had a spare shell so I tried to relive my own childhood and toss in a jam tart. It bubbled a lot, overflowed, gummed up my cookie sheet but the kitchen smelled lovely. Sadly, the taste was nothing like I remembered.
Not sadly, no-one else in the family likes pumpkin-anything (with the exception of my pumpkin soup - B, and my pumpkin pancakes - Sebastian) so I got to eat them all myself.
We just don't do pumpkin cooking over here - no pies or pumpkin bread or anything else, except maybe some soup. So many things we ear about all the time via the TV and I ave never tasted them... grits, corn bread, gumbo, pumpkin pie...
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