Henry David Thoreau
Please resist the urge to kick me out of the blogosphere, but I have to say it: there is way too much pumpkin this year. (hiss, boo!) It's been steadily rising in popularity for years (I blame Starbucks and their unnaturally orange latte), but for goodness sake.
Trader Joe's has two endcaps and much of the baking section devoted to pumpkin-flavored foods. Pumpkin Trader-O's, four varieties of pumpkin crackers, pumpkin mixes up the wazoo, pumpkin butter, even pumpkin dog biscuits. Then I went to Target and found pumpkin marshmallows, pumpkin frozen treats, even more baking mixes, and pumpkin Pop-Tarts.
I have a mantle covered by an assortment of pumpkins and even more along our front walkway. I love pumpkin pie. I love pumpkin-scented candles. This year I fell in love with a pumpkin latte for the first time. (Thanks to a local coffee shop that makes their own mix. Which contains actual pumpkin. What a novel idea.)
I'm all aboard the pumpkin train. Chooo-choooo!
But this is getting out of control, says me.
The whole novelty of pumpkin flavors in the fall is being watered down by a plethora of shit products just for the sake of cashing in on a trend. (To be fair, not all of them are shit.) I'm getting burned out. Modern consumerism is sucking the joy out of pumpkin for me.
What happened to the enjoying a stack of pumpkin pancakes; pumpkin pie at Thanksgiving; an occasional latte when the mood strikes; and a nice loaf of pumpkin bread? What happened to making said bread and pie from actual pumpkin rather than just adding water to the contents of a box?
I say we take back pumpkin! Allow it to regain its integrity! Just say no to pumpkin-flavored high fructose corn syrup, hydrogenated oil and bleached white flour.
(Unless you disagree which is fine, too.)
(Stepping off soapbox.)
P.S. I'll let you know how the pumpkin Rice Krispies treats turn out. (You would have bought the marshmallows, too.)
P.P.S. Photos taken at a recent visit to the pumpkin patch.