Pumpkin reminds me of Cindrella and Halloween. Like all
kids, I was familiar with Cindrella since childhood and didn’t know Halloween
until American sitcoms became a part of my life.
As a vegetable, none of us really looked forward to
eating pumpkin when we were growing up. I remember, for dessert we were served
hot custard, in my boarding school in Mussoorie. It was quite bad, epitome of hostel food. I
guess the weather was cold so we would finish the whole thing just because it
was hot. I didn’t really enjoy custard until I ate the ones made with egg
yolks. It takes a little effort and time but tastes way better than the powder
ones made in a jiffy. I came across this particular recipe from a very old
book. This one is made with cooked pureed
pumpkin, infused with lovely orange and ginger flavour.
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