Pumpkin Pie Cake, Cool Whip and Rhino The Taste Tester
Pumpkin Pie Cake, Cool Whip and Rhino The Taste Tester
Pumpkin pie cake.
1 box yellow cake mix
3/4 c butter
2 c pumpkin
1/2 c brown sugar
3/4 c white sugar
1 1/2 tsp cinnamon
2/3 c milk
(I cut the sugars in half)
Mix cake mix minus 1 c (reserve and set aside for topping),1/2 c melted marg, and 1 beaten egg.Put in bottom of a 9×13 pan. Mix together pumpkin, 3 eggs, 1/2 c br sugar, 1/4 c wht sugar,2/3 c milk and 1 1/2 tsp cinnamon.Spread over cake. Mix together and sprinkle on top of pumpkin mixture… 1 c cake mix, 1/2 c wht sugar, 1/4 c marg (not melted). Bake at 350* 50-55 min (in my oven I had to bake it a bit longer.
Now I have never actually gone through the steps of my baking, but I thought what the heck, first time for everything.
Now if you follow the directions above and my photos below, you will see this is a very easy recipe.
The results are in:
The cake is very moist. It doesn’t stay together in one piece like most cakes. It crumbles and falls apart. It is not a sweet cake loaded with sugars although it takes sugars. It reminds me of a crumb cake. Al ate all of his. I ate all of mine.
For supper we had cut-up and fried sausage, boiled potatoes with butter, fresh cooked carrots and the cake. Now Al ate all of his supper. I ate all of mine. Rhino, our fat cat is a very fussy cat. He eats no table food but yet sits at my feet and begs like a dog.
I added a dollop of cool whip to the cake to bring a bit of sweetness to it. I gave Rhino a bite of each food we ate and the only one he approved of and ate was the small taste of cool whip. Al and I smiled at this.
So I thought supper was alright. The cake was good and all is well at our dinner table. What was on your plate tonight?
Here is how I did it described by photos.
Birth of a Pumpkin Pie
Have you ever wondered
Has it ever crossed your mind
How the story of a pumpkin pie
Memories of Fall
Leaves letting go
Floating to the ground
Floating to the ground
Bring them down
Minds switch from
Summer to fall
Replace beach balls
Are in all places
Into Jack-o faces
And wearing jackets
Starts turning our
Thoughts to Christmas racket.
And taking a peek
The glow bouncing on our face
And they go
Memories are made
Until they over flow.
Yesterday was Thanksgiving at our house. Like most Americans, we celebrated with a turkey, ham, and other goodies. There was a seven layer salad, deviled eggs, home-made macaroni and cheese, home-made dressing, green beans, corn, home-made yeast rolls, a relish tray, apple, cherry and pumpkin pie, and an old-time favorite chocolate dessert that all went with the meat.
We smoked the turkey for the first time, and I was in awe at how the outdoors smelled the whole day while the bird was cooking, and the taste, oh my gosh, it was divine!
I picked up my brother in the early afternoon. I walked in and he was sleeping. I called his name a few times and finally he woke up with a smile on his face when he saw me standing there. It was wonderful to see the smile. I just knew he was so happy to be coming home for the day.
He didn’t stand very well without help and he needed a little help getting in the car and out of the car. He went inside the house, and then immediately turned around and went outside. The fresh air had to feel awesome to him as he was inside a building most of the time.
He stayed outside, sitting on the picnic bench quite awhile, until he got chilled and wanted to come in. When he came in, he didn’t take his jacket off for a couple of hours, saying he was cold.
He didn’t produce the usual chatter he does when family is usually here. He watched cartoons and laughed along side of my three-year old grandchild. He took smaller portions of food, but did make sure he ate a piece of cherry pie and the chocolate dessert.
His tremors were pretty active, so after he left the kitchen, I went behind him and cleaned up the floor where he had been sitting. I got the kitchen all cleaned up, and then he asked to go back to his new home.
I asked why, aren’t you having a nice time here? He said that he wanted to come here, but he just was so tired. Sadly, I took him back, and found the nurse to let her know we were back and then told her I thought he had a good time but he was complaining of pain while he was with me and how tired Al was and wanted to come back early.
She said that the Parkinson’s is progressing in Al’s heart, so she finds Al asleep a lot more. She said she has to wake him up often, just to give him his medications.
She said the facility was considering pushing Al down to the socializing room in a wheelchair,, so that he would get more involved. I told her he had also told me, that his legs hurt so bad, that it was too long of a trip to the socializing room. She said that they would just start pushing him and the rest of the times he could use his walker.
I had sent him a goody gift bag with him and he made sure to tell the nurse to mark his things so no one would take them from him. He had rolls, cookies, sodas, and a new car, and more newspapers to read now.
When I left the facility, I got in my car, and before I turned the key over, I looked up to the skies and thanked God for this wonderful Thanksgiving day. Although, only one out of three children showed up for the dinner, Al, my baby brother, had made a sacrifice. He sacrificed his pain, in order to spend it with his big sister.
Thank you Lord, for giving me this day with him, and my little family that spent the entire day and evening with me. I feel truly blessed.
Opened up the oven door
To find the turkey on the floor
Juice of bird is all dried up
What’s going on, where did I screw up
Mashed the potatoes round and round
Half of the splatter now on the ground
Someone asked what’s this I found
I think it’s a lump that was not ground
The dressing was a little dry
Was this supposed to be a pie?
Deviled eggs that fell apart
I screwed them up right from the start
Jimmy tried so hard to be
But all he could do is laugh and pee
Grandpa said his dentures came loose
He wished I would rather served a goose
Mamma patted my back and looked away
Saying it’s alright, there will be another day
Pumpkin pie had hit the floor
Now everyone was running out the door
This holiday brought us all together
But most decided to stay out in the weather
The dogs were being fed like kings
As they licked up juice and turkey wings
Everyone by now had left for the day
It was only me and here I lay
Thanksgiving Day can bring much stress
But did I really have to make this mess?
Christmas is coming oh too soon
I can feel my head and all the doom
I think that I should retire this day
And give it to the youth and go their way
There comes a time when I would rather just eat
No mess, no baking, no plans to meet.
I will be like the men who watch the game
Stay in my jammies and act so lame
Fill my belly and take a nap
Then thank the hostess, saying I’ll be back.
Oct. 27th, 2012
I belong to Facebook, but most do. I used to be so hung up on it until I was introduced to WordPress, then my interests slowly changed.
I have a few pages over at Facebook, Arts, where you can get an old item looked at and get a value by others who love to search. Of course there is Finding Solutions, where most of my stories are sent to, so Facebook and friends can read them if they don’t want to go to WordPress.
My newest page is called, From Scratch, Recipes
This is a new web page that I place recipes that were handed down from my grandma or my mom.Other recipes are just plain old-fashioned and I have tried them or eaten them. Each recipe is made from scratch.
I just added a recipe for Pumpkin Torte. My family has made it for years and years, so I thought I would share it. You can find Pumpkin Torte on From Scratch, Recipes.
You can find me over at Facebook, under Terry Shepherd
I just wanted to let you know in case you are looking for home-made goodness!!!
The Great Pumpkin Cake Recipe
1 (15 ounce) can pumpkin puree
1 (12 fluid ounce) can evaporated milk
1 cup white sugar
4 teaspoons pumpkin pie spice
1 (18+ ounce) package yellow cake mix
3/4 cup butter, melted
1-1/2 cups chopped walnuts
Best served unfrosted with a big scoop of your favorite vanilla ice cream on the side. However, your kids might want to eat it with a big scoop of orange tiger-tail ice cream.