Thursday, October 8, 2009

Squashy delight

Happy birthday B!!! It's very exciting. Not only is it another amazing day weather-wise (clear, crisp, sunshiney), but it will be the first day of fall pumpkin baking for me. I absolutely love pumpkin in all forms: carved into a Hallowe'en jack-o-lantern, pureed in soup, baked into a pie/cake/muffins/cookies, stirred into creamy risotto. I'm not that picky, really. Just give me pumpkin!! I've got several already lining the front steps of the house, ready for the kids to carve in a couple of weeks' time.

But for now, I'm off to bake one of these for B to have after our restaurant dinner tonight. I'm sure he'll share.


This cake is devine. It is a Martha recipe "Pumpkin Cake with Brown Butter Icing". Yum, yum, triple yum. I found it one day while googling pumpkin recipes and have made it several times with great success.

And speaking of birthdays, just look at the grin on Miss Fiona when she opened her Eiffel Tower pillow cover!


I'd say she loved it (and I'm so pleased - it's most excellent when someone loves your work as much as you do, isn't it?). That's why I gift it good, kind, appreciative homes, that is.

Happy Thanksgiving (if you're north of the 49th parallel) this weekend. We've received a lovely invite to spend the holiday with friends on Vancouver Island. I'll be back next week with a reveal of my mystery fabrics. They are almost as delicious as Pumpkin Cake with Burnt Butter Icing!!


LollyChops said...

How cute is her face and that cake looks sooo good! Happy Thanksgiving!

alobsiger said...

OMG! CAKE! That recipe looks delicious! Love the Eiffel tower reaction! Priceless! Happy Thanksgiving to you!

Nina Lise@Mrs Moen said...

Hi! I could not find your email address, so I'll respond to your comment here.

Thank you so much for the comment you left on my entry to the Festival.

I am happy (probably not the right word..) that my work touches so many other people, even if I made it as a way to deal with the whole thing myself. I have to add that I did ask my daughter’s permission to tell our story, and she was only happy I would do it. Some stories just need to be told.

Best regards
Nina Lise
AKA Mrs Moen