October 31st, 2008


Fiendishly good? Fiendishly something, anyway

I made a Cajun Pumpkin Stew of my own devising this evening. It was okay. Too much pepper (that's fixable); also needed a little something to pull it all together. But overall, not a bad beginning. I'll have to make it again to improve it.

My list of ingredients included butter, olive oil, garlic, leeks, celery, bell pepper, salt, parsnips, rutabaga, black peppercorns (way too much -- probably need to go for freshly ground pepper, anyway), red pepper flake (not enough), Welsh ESB (probably need more), lump crabmeat, andouille sausage, mushrooms (possibly irrelevant), chicken stock (probably irrelevant -- beer or water would do as well), fresh parsley (a real winner), cream, crispy bacon bits.

Also, I cooked the stew inside a pumpkin shell seasoned with allspice, which retarded the whole cooking a bit. Probably should have just chunked some fresh pumpkin and thrown it in the stew -- perhaps replacing some of the rutabaga, if space in the pot is an issue. May have to try to find another spice or two -- bay leaves, for sure, don't know what else.

Anyway, I'm going to make it again, and if I get it juussst right, I'll be posting the final recipe here for the applause of the galleries.
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Lots going on

I'm zipping over to Wilderstead tomorrow to finish the skirting (I hope) around the cabin. Then, it's up to Jungle Jim's to buy some bangers. I have promised my Wednesday Bible study group bangers and mash for lunch. We also have others making Yorkshire Pudding, peas, and trifle.

Also, first thing in the morning, I kick off my first on-line NAUMS Board meeting as President. These have been amorphous affairs in the past (that's putting it kindly). I'm going to try to herd the cats a bit more efficiently.

Sunday's going to be a big day. We are observing All Saints, with eucharist and remembrance of the dead. My confirmation class kicks off during Sunday School. Then there is the UMW/UMM lunch and meetings. Finally, our church Fall Party starts at 4:00 in Dan R.'s horse barn. There will be hayrides, mucho food, costumes, a bonfire -- the works.

I got called by a pollster this evening -- my second polling in the last month. But let's not go there. I just want to wake up and find myself living in the same country on Tuesday.