Thursday, November 24, 2005

Pumpkin pie

[UPDATE...I JUST NOTICED GRETCHEN POSTED THE EXACT SAME STORY ABOUT OUR ILL-FATED OVEN--WE MUST THINK ALIKE--SO I'M DELETING MY RENDITION.]

I will add to her story, however, that one year when we were dating we spent Thanksgiving together at my apartment in New York and when we tried to cook pumpkin pie our oven died then too. I guess we have bad Thanksgiving karma.

A couple of years ago we happened to be going to Australia around Thanksgiving, so one of Gretchen's good friends asked us to bring some food for the holiday. If you've ever flown to Australia, they're quite particular about what can and can't be brought into the country (I suppose when you're basically a huge island where native species have been wiped out by non-native species that were imported, you have a right to be fussy.) So we were honest when we went through customs and told them that we had some food in our bag. The guy asked what we had, and when we told them we had canned pumpkin, he just laughed and said this must have something to do with an American holiday because he'd had a bunch of Yanks recently declaring canned pumpkin upon entry. (We were indeed allowed to keep it.)