Another Fall Failure

You already learned this week that I'm the world's worst pumpkin carver, but apparently I am also a terrible pumpkin seeds cook. 

I love pumpkin seeds. I can remember when my mom use to make them. Slightly chewy, perfectly salty, simply goodness. And so Autumn(y)! I was excited to make my very own batch for the first time.

I gutted my pumpkin and saved every single seed I could. Rinsed and cleaned them in cold water. Coated them with olive oil. And then...I reached for the salt. So far so good.

That is until the salt container dropped out of my slippery, oily hands onto the seeds.

So what did I do? I looked over my shoulder to see if anyone else saw the huge mound of salt on the pumpkin seeds, and when, to my delight, I saw that Steven and our guests were oblivious to my blunder, I quickly mixed the salt with everything else and tossed the pan in the oven.

Turns out, they were the worst pumpkin seeds ever! Salty enough to make your eyes well up with tears and your nostrils sting. 

I seem to be striking out on all these fall festivities...

Is it Christmas yet?

The World's Worst Pumpkin Carver

Is me.

I stink at carving pumpkins.

Honestly, I was so embarrassed with my pumpkin carving skills that I almost didn't want to display them on my front porch.

But then I did.

{Because, well you can put whatever the heck you want to on your front porch when you're the last house living on a dead end street ;)}

Seriously, how terrible are they??!!

And if you're thinking "oh, that one on the right isn't too bad..."

That's because I didn't carve that one.

Mine's the tall one on the left with the gaping hole in it's face.

In my defense, we weren't working with very good knives.

I know excuses, excuses. :)

But one good thing I did learn from this fall experience is that Huckleberry loves to eat raw pumpkin.

He did not want to let that piece go.  

Have you carved pumpkins this fall? Better get to it!