One of Rebecca's new favorite things is to help me cook. We have done quite a number of culinary projects together lately, including rice crispie treats, a pound cake, macaroni and cheese, chicken noodle soup, spice cake cookies, scrambled eggs, and this pumpkin pie. I have an eager and determined helper in the kitchen. In fact, there is much consternation if I have decided not to cook that that night or if I have prepared something that has cooked in the slow cooker all day.
When we made this pumpkin pie, we talked about how it was Grandpa Lee's favorite dessert and how he and I were the only ones who liked it. Rebecca said, "I nike [like] it too!" She whisked together all the ingredients, poured in the milk, helped me measure spices and dumped them into the bowl, and told me when we'd grated enough ginger. She was so proud of her pie and wanted to stay in the kitchen to watch through the oven door the entire hour that it baked! There was no patience for a cooling off process, and Rebecca insisted that we have a piece as soon as it came out of the oven, despite the fact that the custard was still steaming! She prounounced it "de-nish-us!" and reminds me about how she made her "pown-kin" pie on almost a daily basis.
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