Cranks My Tractor

Published: Thursday, February 6, 2014 at 12:15 PM.

I stuck my plastic fork into the can and dug around for a minute…

It did not smell like pumpkin pie and one thing was for sure – it did not taste like pumpkin pie.

After somewhat of a surprising first taste, I put my reading glasses on and started studying the label of the can.  On the can, there was this delicious looking slice of pumpkin pie with a pretty dollop of whip cream on it.   Somewhere in my mind, I thought I was going to be eating pumpkin pie filling or something similar to it for lunch.

The picture on the can was of a pie; it made sense to me to think it was just the “meat” of a pumpkin pie.  What it was - was just the meat of the pumpkin.  After studying the label, I realized that the can was 100 percent pure pumpkin.

I love pumpkin pie…

This was not pumpkin pie; it wasn’t even close.  I ate a couple more bites and found it to be intolerable in its present state.  The best way to describe the taste of pure pumpkin is to think about the muck and stuff you have to dig out in the process of making your Halloween jack-o-lantern.  There is a distinct smell that fills the room when digging out the muck of a pumpkin– not that it is bad, but it is strong and that is the way it tastes.

Well, as with all things, I tried to make the best of my can of pumpkin.  I thought about throwing the banana in with it, but if it didn’t work, I would be left with nothing to eat but the chocolate tea biscuits.  They are good, but I can only eat three or four at one sitting.

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