Wednesday, September 18

pumpkin foods.

dammit, duders.
i just feel like october is when pumpkins are supposed to happen.
not september, y'know?
the thing of it is,
there's just so many expert pumpkin jauns out there.
for serious.
i couldn't wait.
so,
in the interest of activating all the available hottness
in loud, fresh, fully flavored hard doses of dopeness,
for all your F*ing hungry faces,
i got busy in the Folk Life laboratory.
yeah.
mad scientist, cold-weather wizardry, werewolfen berserker fury.
combine them all together,
and stir in so many pumpkin flavors, with all the spices and sh!t.
that's that competent culinary composition business, b!tches....
check the tart-tuesday-type teleport:
c'mon, neighbors.
cinnamaplecider frosting is from the future.
that's no jokes.
and the pumpkin cream-chee' magic?
uh-huh.
it's so smooth and pumpkiny and seasoned with all the
brown spices and dark non-citrusy orange blops that make up
the tastes and smells of a purehearted new england fall feast.
believe it.
hmm?
what?
oh, well, yeah-
vanilla-cinnamon-sugar glazed pepitas (fancy shelled pumpkin seeds)
are scattered atop those drops of whipped creaminess.
yeah.
like sprankles of extra spiced pumpkin genius.
i doo-doo that freaky-diki overcomplication sh!t.
there's no such thing as too many steps with too many ingredients.
every single one of 'em is expert,
and every one of them proves that too much is precisely the right amount.
that's word.
i'll start early, friends, on the pumpkin styles.
and then i'll take them to eleven,
because really, what other choice is there?
***********
speaking on pumpkin patchwork-
i put a couple of jack o' heads on my paper people.
seems like what they needed on their melons were gourds,
or winter squashes, or whatever.
check the teleport:
i'm on it,
with these pumpkinheaded dudes, y'all.
i like crafts.
so?
you don't?
what are you?
an A*-hole?
i think that might be a thing...
oh,
and i also like seasonally-appropriate treats to send south.
y'know?
teleport:
i just can't help it, friends-
i mail fun sh!t to harvest and maple.
sure, a sh!tload of stickers isn't useful,
but they're F*ing cute as heck, and there's so many of them.
too much, right?
right.
this is what is happening.
all of it.
interesting? not really.
real life documentarianism doesn't play favorites;
never quiet, never soft.....

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