Behold, an almost paleo version of pumpkin pie. It was my last ditch effort to bing something pie-like to the gathering. I planned on bringing pumpkin panna cotta but Mom worried there wouldn’t be enough pie. For a no gluten girl like myself (and might I add, a HORRIBLE pie maker) I knew I had to meet in the middle. I made my old stand by, paleo pumpkin panna cotta and poured it into little phyllo cups I made. It wasn’t pretty but, it did the trick and was pretty low gluten.
The whole experience remind me of a Simpson’s episode where Lisa becomes a vegetarian. Bart and Homer shoot down her meatless ideas for their cook out, chanting “You don’t win friends with salad!”. Often I feel like, “You don’t win friends without gluten!”. Addictive, gliadin-loaded opiate that it is, gluten usually is a big hit, not gonna lie.
Thanksgiving was fun and relaxed for me, probably because I wasn’t hosting it or responsible for the turkey (which was lovely and local). We hung around, singing and laughing and playing with the baby. It was a wonderful evening.
I love the “right before” shots. They are much more honest.
Loves glasses, loves loves loves them. She also loves these boys. They were so good with her.
My book loving little friend.
Photos and Post by Leah Sidwell, a Virginia based photographer