I won a door prize from EBSCO at the PNC/MLA Annual Meeting in 2009 that UW (via a federal contract given to UW) paid for and that I attended on state (ditto previous contract) time.
Here you go, UW, as I think your employees make up the highest population density of my blog readers.
How To Win and Prepare a Cinderella Pumpkin
And the winner is….. ME! Note happy MLA President Connie Schardt accompanying Gail Kouame as I’m making my way to the front (not pictured) to accept my brand new pumpkin from Christian Patrick.
Next step: What do I do with this thing?
I’d never cooked a pumpkin before. My mother has never cooked a pumpkin. This may go back for generations, we don’t know for certain. I didn’t know I was supposed to give it to UW and have them cook it. My bad.
At this point I did what any sensible librarian would: Googled ‘how to cook a pumpkin’ and evaluated the quality of the results. The Pioneer Woman – Make Your Own Pumpkin Puree! won.
Inspired by her humor and great quality pictures, I took a series of (not great quality) pictures and meant to blog about the experience but never got around to it until now.
The poor pumpkin didn’t stand a chance against my Henckels Twin Four Star knife.
Until pumpkin is fork-tender is just a polite way of saying When the flesh no longer resists being ripped to shreds.
Convinced that I’m a sadist yet? But wait… there’s more…
I wasn’t satisfied enough with the murder and torture of my victim, I want to raise then annihilate her babies too!
The seeds were so huge that I didn’t think roasting would work to cook them inside. We’ll see if I can manage to actually grow pumpkins in our backyard this year or if the torture will be fulfilled by killing off the vines.