Moar pumpkin plz
It’s late. You’re up. On your way to Starbucks today for your
intravenous dose of caffeine Pumpkin Spice Latte you were wandering around frat row and saw that a few fraternal organizations cut up some cute pumpkins and it got you all festive. Or maybe I’m just projecting my experiences onto you, my bad, especially, I guess, if you’re one of those people who are anti-pumpkin.
People affronted by the pumpkin themed and flavored products that get squashed into the lines of production this time of year I feel are, regrettably, lumping some sweet meat in with the hollow gimmick. Here are some of the things that are great:
Pumpkin Pie. Because pie. It’s a classic, and it’s been pumpkin’d out since I don’t know at least when my grandmother used to make me pies as a youngin’.
Roasted pumpkin seeds. Another food item that, incidentally, my grandmother could make pretty fantastically. And it’s an actual pumpkin product. Like you scoop the seeds out of a pumpkin and roast it with light salt. It’s difficult to get less commodified than that.
Pumpkin beer. Here’s an article evaluating some options.
You may consider this product to be part of the scourge, in line with the artificial powders that go into the creation of a Pumpkin Spice Latte, part of the scenery of pumpkin “flavored” monotony, an integral facet in all that is unholy about this commercial pumpkin saturation, but really. It’s beer. A very old beverage. And it’s being advertised to taste like pumpkin. It is a tribute to modern science, you ungrateful boxed-wine connoisseur.
Also, in case anyone was wondering, there’s a venue I was at on the UES today, conveniently right along the route for the cross-town bus, that sells some pretty festive hard ciders and beers. Happy Halloween, my friends.
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