No this post is not about a single gal’s lonely Thanksgiving for one…and if I have just insulted you…I am sorry.  Instead, this is one of those brilliant accidents.  Although, it’s not quite as good as the accidental invention of Ivory soap, but it’s a great idea nonetheless.

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No this post is not about a single gal’s lonely Thanksgiving for one…and if I have just insulted you…I am sorry.  Instead, this is one of those brilliant accidents.  Although, it’s not quite as good as the accidental invention of Ivory soap, but it’s a great idea nonetheless.

Let me back track a few steps.  I am not making Thanksgiving dinner, but I am bringing a pumpkin pie, a chocolate pudding pie and the cranberry sauce.  I had gotten my crusts out of the way and was up to my elbows in pumpkin puree, when something went awry.  I put double the amount of cinnamon into the pumpkin filling.  I know, it does not sound like that egregious of an error, but I am always a proud baker, and I don’t believe in serving anything short of taste perfection if I can help it. Continue Reading →