Give Pumpkins a Chance

pumpkins
Public domain image from Pixabay.com
Why is that when all a person has tried is a pumpkin pie, this same person professes to dislike pumpkins? Have they considered that it might be something else about the pie they don’t like? Or possibly that the combination of pumpkin with cinnamon is what they object to? Maybe, if they gave pumpkins a chance, they might find they love things like curried pumpkin soup or lemon pumpkin cake!

Of course this goes for all sorts of other ingredients, too. I’m just working on a pumpkin cookbook and I’m finding people that say they don’t like pumpkin, but seem to love my non-pumpkin pie experiments.

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