It’s fall. How do I know? Because, everywhere I look it’s pumpkin this, butternut squash that. A friend of mine sent me a photo the other day from a Trader Joe’s in LA demonstrating just how out of control the commercialization of fall has gotten.
Don’t believe autumnal hype is reaching catastrophic proportions? I’ve got three words for you: pumpkin dog treats. Yep. Pumpkinpocalypse is upon us. Truth be told, while I have a lot of fun poking fun at the gourd-obsessed, I’m really making fun of myself. Today, I purchased a perfect lil’ sugar pumpkin and spent the better half of the day consuming it. I made a delicious seafood, pumpkin curry; roasted the seeds for a snack; simmered the pulp and skin for broth; and even took a stab at making my own pumpkin spice syrup for my morning coffee (suck on that, Starbucks). By the way, peeling a raw pumpkin is no joke. I honestly can’t believe I survived it. Let me know if you want to see the recipe for the curry (or syrup, or anything else for that matter) — I’ll happily post it!