Obama Mamas Get Ready for Thanksgiving
November 6th 2008 02:24
Yesterday my son's kindergarten class had a secret ballot where they "voted" for president by coloring pictures of their chosen candidate - and Barack Obama won by the landslidiest of landslides, a unanimous vote. Perhaps not such a shock when you consider it's a public school in the District of Columbia - we're 100% blue, baby, and the 3 or 4 McCain supporters (like the current residents of 1600 Pennsylvania Ave. NW) do NOT send their kids to DCPS schools. My son's class is the junior rainbow coalition of the school, though, with 9 African-American kids, 2 African-African kids (Senegal and Burkina Faso, plus the teacher, who is Liberian, and the classroom aide, who is from the Cote D'Ivoire), 4 Caucasian kids (one of whom is half-Swiss and another is half...I forget, maybe Russian), and 5 "other" (a girl from India, a half-Vietnamese, half Caucasian boy, a Puerto Rican girl, an African-American/Caucasian/Fi lipino boy, and my Caucasian/Mexican/Apache/Afri can-American son). We also have a fairly high proportion of single-parent kids - the girl from India was adopted by a single mom, the half-maybe Russian girl's mom and dad divorced when she was about two, the half-Vietnamese boy and his twin brother (who is in another class) were born locally and then adopted by a single dad and my son's dad and I were never married and he's back in Denver - haven't seen him for over 4 years. So anyway, needless to say, the Obama story resonates with all of us, and as a result today was kind of like Christmas. A new holiday, Obama Day, complete with presents (my son insisted we give his teacher her Christmas present about 6 weeks early, and I said sure since I should really learn not to shop ahead of time anyway) and lots of candy (which I used to bribe the 4th graders to do a library research project on presidential trivia).
Okay, now that I have achieved my quota of run-on sentences, parenthetical asides, and blathering about my son and my job (since I work at his school, this is an automatic twofer), I'll now get to the recipe, which is for Soon-To-Be-President Obama's favorite (according to one interview) dessert, pumpkin pie. Which is also what I call my son, as he is too young to be particularly embarrassed by this.
Pumpkin Pie
*Single pie crust, baked almost all the way through
*16 oz. canned pumpkin
* 1 c. packed brown sugar
* 2 tsp. ground ginger
* 2 tsp. ground cinnamon
* 1 tsp. fresh grated nutmeg
* 1/2 tsp. salt
* 2 c. (16 oz. or 1 pint) whipping cream, divided
* 2/3 c. milk
* 4 large eggs
* 3 tbsp. powdered sugar
* 1 tbsp. rum or brandy
Mix the canned pumpkin with the brown sugar, ginger cinnamon, nutmeg and salt - it is best if you can blend the ingredients in a blender for about 1 minute so it becomes very smooth. Then transfer this mixture to a saucepan and simmer it very gently for about 5 minutes, stirring constantly. Then stir the milk and 2/3 c. of the heavy cream into the pumpkin mixture, and again heat until simmering. Turn off the heat, beat the eggs well, and thoroughly mix them into the pumpkin. It is best if you can be baking the pie shell while you are heating the pumpkin, so you can fill the crust with the pumpkin mixture while both are still warm. (Pre-baking the crust assures that it will stay crisp instead of becoming soggy.) Pour the filling into the pie crust - if the crust fills up too quickly, let the filling settle for 5 minutes, then pour in the rest of the filling. Bake at 400 degrees for about 25 minutes, until the filling appears a bit puffy and dry around the edges but is still a bit jiggly in the center when you shake it. Let the pie cool on a rack for at least an hour before serving.
While the pie is cooling, whip the remaining 1 2/3 c. whipping cream, gradually adding the powdered sugar and finishing off with the rum or brandy. Serve the pie topped with a big old mound of this stuff.
Happy Obama Day. I'm tired from staying up late last night waiting for those west coast polls to close (darn 3-hour time delay); I'm going to bed.
Okay, now that I have achieved my quota of run-on sentences, parenthetical asides, and blathering about my son and my job (since I work at his school, this is an automatic twofer), I'll now get to the recipe, which is for Soon-To-Be-President Obama's favorite (according to one interview) dessert, pumpkin pie. Which is also what I call my son, as he is too young to be particularly embarrassed by this.
Pumpkin Pie
*Single pie crust, baked almost all the way through
*16 oz. canned pumpkin
* 1 c. packed brown sugar
* 2 tsp. ground ginger
* 2 tsp. ground cinnamon
* 1 tsp. fresh grated nutmeg
* 1/2 tsp. salt
* 2 c. (16 oz. or 1 pint) whipping cream, divided
* 2/3 c. milk
* 4 large eggs
* 3 tbsp. powdered sugar
* 1 tbsp. rum or brandy
Mix the canned pumpkin with the brown sugar, ginger cinnamon, nutmeg and salt - it is best if you can blend the ingredients in a blender for about 1 minute so it becomes very smooth. Then transfer this mixture to a saucepan and simmer it very gently for about 5 minutes, stirring constantly. Then stir the milk and 2/3 c. of the heavy cream into the pumpkin mixture, and again heat until simmering. Turn off the heat, beat the eggs well, and thoroughly mix them into the pumpkin. It is best if you can be baking the pie shell while you are heating the pumpkin, so you can fill the crust with the pumpkin mixture while both are still warm. (Pre-baking the crust assures that it will stay crisp instead of becoming soggy.) Pour the filling into the pie crust - if the crust fills up too quickly, let the filling settle for 5 minutes, then pour in the rest of the filling. Bake at 400 degrees for about 25 minutes, until the filling appears a bit puffy and dry around the edges but is still a bit jiggly in the center when you shake it. Let the pie cool on a rack for at least an hour before serving.
While the pie is cooling, whip the remaining 1 2/3 c. whipping cream, gradually adding the powdered sugar and finishing off with the rum or brandy. Serve the pie topped with a big old mound of this stuff.
Happy Obama Day. I'm tired from staying up late last night waiting for those west coast polls to close (darn 3-hour time delay); I'm going to bed.
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