pumpkin_oatmeal epitome of incomprehensibility There was a container full of pumpkin paste that had been in the fridge for a week. Mom had made a complicated pumpkin bread with pecans and dates and abstruse spices last week (it tastes like home, except more so) but didn't feel like making another. Out of pecans, maybe. So Dad took it out, sniffed it, proclaimed it still good. Then he searched around in the "pantry" (shelf in the entry way leading to the basement) and I asked him what he was making. He came out with a bag of dry things rustling, saying, "Ancient family recipe." I said, "Pumpkin oatmeal?" And then I saw it was muffin mix. He made pumpkin muffins. Pumpkin oatmeal might be interesting, if you could get the pumpkin paste to coalesce somehow. Like into those dried apple pieces I used to look for in Muslix cereal. 160606 what's it to you? who go blather from