That's the pumpkin pie on the table that I made from scratch for my friends at the public library in Tapa. They supplied the pumpkin. I cut the thing open, picked out the seeds, baked half the pumpkin at a time, and scraped off the meat. Click here for the recipe I chose at random from the Internet. I thought that the Estonian pumpkin was going to have too much water in it, and I was afraid that the pie was not going to firm up in the oven. But everything turned out just dandy. I got a nice caramel color on the top of the pie, and the smell of ginger, cinnamon, and cloves filled my apartment.
P.S. I also made the crust from scratch: flour, fat, and a little water.
