Monthly Archives: September 2011

Pumpkin Bread

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So, every year when the leaves start changing, and it gets cool enough at night to sleep with the windows, and you turn off the a/c (or in my case, your a/c breaks and since it’s been in the 70s for a week you don’t get it fixed and then it gets to be 85degrees and 90% humidity)… something in me just needs to have something pumpkiny.  While I can get my fix from pumpkin spice latte, I prefer to not have to spend $4.90 a pop to curb a craving.

Instead, I turn to this pumpkin bread.

I have no idea where I found this recipe, but I’ve been making it for roughly 5 years.  There’s a small chance this recipe was ripped from a middle aged women’s magazine at a doctors office, but I can’t be sure.  Regardless, this pumpkin bread is the best tasting thing EVER.  Seriously.  And you might look at the ingredient list and say “holy shit! 2 1/4 cups of sugar!!!! No thank you”  well guess what, you can bite me and miss out on this ridiculous bread.  It comes together in about 5 minutes and does its own thing for about an hour, and then ten minutes later you can cut it and eat it or smear it all over your body and then lick it off like a cat.  Whatever you need to do, do it.  Because that’s how awesome it is.

A few words of advice – if you have a larger bowl, say, in the sink, dirty – you should go ahead and wash it so you don’t get have to use a super small bowl like I did.

On to the important part.

Pumpkin Bread

15 oz canned pumpkin

3 eggs

3/4 cup vegetable oil

2 1/2 cup flour

2 1/4 cup sugar

1 1/2 tsp baking soda

1 tsp salt

3/4 tsp cinnamon

3/4 tsp cloves

3/4 tsp nutmeg

Grease and flour 2 9″ X 5″ loaf pans. Combine and beat pumpkin, 1/2 cup water, eggs, and oil.

Measure dry ingredients into a separate bowl; combine and mix with pumpkin, water, egg, and oil mixture.

Bake at 350 degrees for 1 hour (or until knife inserted comes out clean).  I like to check it at around 45 minutes.

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We better take a break… Brewery anyone?

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So sue us because we don’t have that great of a post after our trip to Boston.  Maybe it’s because we had such high hopes… but really, it’s probably because we drank too much.

Instead, we’ll share some of our favorite pictures from our recent whirlwind weekend.

So, this is at 12:48 pm as you can see from the clock on the magic box.  Oh, what’s a magic box?  It’s just a microwave.  Things go in cold and come out hot.  Magic.

A few hours after that, we had some snacks and decided it’d be a good idea to slow down.  What did we do to kill time you ask?  Went to the Harpoon Brewery.  Yes, we realize we would still be drinking.  BUT! We had to take two 15 minute cab rides.  That’s slowing down, if you ask me.

So, we got back to the house and though it’d be a greaaaaaaaat idea to roll up into some classy italian restaurant (Cantina Italiana to be exact) and order enough food to feed a small army.  You’re probably thinking “these girls are such a hot mess, they can’t go anywhere”… oh – but not only did we go somewhere, we got dolled up to go somewhere.  Chicka chicka yea.

From the looks of this photo, we don’t look wasted at all ::insert eye roll here::

T, J, and Nina ready to go!  That girl in the middle, J, looks sotally tober.

The next day, our hosts thought it’d be brilliant to go on a 10 am whale watch.  Yep. True story.  There was a lot of snoozing, a lot of want to eat something covered in gravy, a lot of complaining, and in T’s case, a lot of throwing up on someone.  Yep.  ON SOMEONE.  In her defense, she barfed over the side, but the wind grabbed it and shot it back 6-8 feet and hit some chic on the arm. She was foreign.  Pretty sure she hates America. T’s also been known to get sea sick on the best of days. This day? Definitely not a best of anything.

Oh, and we didn’t even see any whales.  Except for this one on top of the ticket kiosk.

Fuckin’ assholes.

It wasn’t a total bust though, got some good shots of some boats and lighthouses.

and this building where some guy read something.

After our adventure, we went back to our friend’s house and lounged all day, occasionally bursting into fits of laughter at the thought of T puking on someone.

As a bonus, Nina made us cupcakes.  Chocolate cupcakes with a buckeye in the middle topped with peanut butter frosting, actually. She’s awesome.

~T  & J