One of my assignments for Thanksgiving was to make a Pumpkin Pie. After half a day preparing it and staying up til the wee hours of the night before Thanksgiving it looked perfect. It was time to take it out of the oven...and splat.
I seriously don't know what happened. I had a firm grip on it but it slipped and pumpkin yumminess went all over the oven door and on the kitchen floor. I stood there feeling defeated and at the same time I felt like saying a bunch of words...
Ironically my Laugh sign fell from the shelf about when it happened.
A friendly reminder...
I put some of the pie that was all over back in the dish just to clean up and here is a pic. Luckily I made a back-up pumpkin pie, but of course the one that splattered was perfect and looked amazing.
So I was sad I couldn't have an amazing pie to share with the family but oh well.. It made for a funny story.
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