Pumpkin Pie Recipe

 

Mom's Pumpkin Pie

Ingredients:

• 1x 15oz. can of pumpkin
• 1x 14oz. can of Eagle Brand sweetened condensed milk
• 2x eggs
• 1/2x teaspoon of ground ginger, nutmeg, and salt
• 1x teaspoon of ground cinnamon
• 1x nine inch unbaked pie shell.

Preparation:
          Every Thanksgiving I can remember mom rushing to finish her specialty, pumpkin pie. We have eaten this for as long as I can remember, and every year it seems like it takes longer and longer to finally get to Thanksgiving lunch with all of our family. All of our family loves it, and secretly we all rush to finish the dry turkey to get to the good stuff, desert.
        
         The pie is fairly easy to make, but even though it is easy to make it is much better than any other pumpkin pie that I have ever eaten. It tastes so good that it seems like it is a little taste of heaven, perfection in slices. Then, we get some whipped cream out, and the pie becomes thousands of times better. It has so much suger in it my grandpa always says,''don't eat too much or you'll be up till midnight''. Hearing that always makes me laugh because midnight is not that late, and I can go to sleep whenever, trust me I am a professional.
          
          I remember waking up at the crack of dawn when I was younger just so I could catch my mom finishing mixing the ingredeints together so I could lick the spoon. She always told me not to, but I did it anyways. My dad and my sister also liked to do it, but I would always beat them to it. My mom always wondered who did it, but she never did figure out the mystery of the licked spoon because I always blamed my dad and sister, and they always blamed me.

          Whenever I eat or think about this pie I remember the event and who was there and what we talked about. One year all we heard was, "you would not believe how bad my knee hurts", because my grandma had just had knee surgery. Another year one of my cousins could not make it because of his "studies", but we all know he went to Thanksgiving lunch with his girlfriend. We forgave him, but did not let him forget about it. Other years we just talk about life with no specific thing to talk about, but we are always greatful for all of our blessings.
  
           This pie is more than just a pie; it is a door to the past. It brings back times of thanks, for family and our blessings. I remember the laughs, the conversations, and the amazing food. It is a reminder of all I have, great family, and amazing pumpkin pie to eat in the world.