Jack and his brothers donated their bodies to culinary science this weekend.
Sung in a high-pitched Snow White voice: “I’m wishing…I’m wishing…to be reincarnated as pumpkin pie…”
My new
Mundial Chef’s Knife was absolutely PERFECT for the job of chopping gargantuan pumpkins. I received zero - count ‘em zero - injuries during the whole pumpkin dismemberment process!
Bagged and tagged for the freezer.
Some of the pumpkin went to the freezer. Some into the fridge. Some into a pumpkin variation of Cooking Light’s Mexican Butternut Squash soup and some into a sauteed mushroom/pumpkin/garlic side dish. Since it’s not the sweeter sugar pie variety, it worked well as a squash substitute but probably wouldn’t make a very good pie. (But I’ll probably try that too!)
The seeds were toasted in olive oil and kosher salt and all the scraps went into the compost bin. I think this will be our new ritual: the sacrificial carving of the pumpkins on Halloween and the next day conducting the autopsy.
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