Seasonal trauma alert!
I have not been able to find the necessary requirements to make pie.
The farm kids can’t get “eating pumpkin” until the end of the week, and the market square farmers I normally bribe have gone walkabout.
This morning I trekked to Waitrose, savior last year with cans of the good stuff, to no avail.
I’ve now checked every logical local store, every faraway illogical store, all online vendors, and enough of the rest of the country to state that there is no canned pumpkin to be had in jolly ye olde world.
Oh, woe is me!
In desperation I finally tracked down a bulbous green object claiming to be a pumpkin, and will now proceed with the experimental baking required to ascertain if it will work in a pie.
Cause nobody can tell me what it actually is, or what it is for.
Wish me luck.