After our stocking up shopping trip, I got down to business.
The house smelled of lovely cinnamon, ginger and cloves.
We ate dinner, left overs in an attempt to clean out the fridge; had Family Home Evening - discussed our game plan for Craig being gone for two weeks; and I pulled out the pie.
The flavor that I had been craving was absent. In fact, there was barely flavor at all.
In dismay I realized that I had forgotten the sugar.
Pumpkin pie with out sugar is a major bummer.
