A post just this week on Twitter went something like this:
“…But, I’ve never understood the pumpkin spice flavored stuff. There is zero excitement for me.”
It was first thing in the morning, over coffee to be exact, when I started scrolling through comments intrigued to see thoughts on the subject. Pumpkin time begins I marveled.
Where has summer gone?
There were many comments of course: All nice, mind you, and thank goodness for that! Nothing snarky or inappropriate save for one or two idiots who felt it necessary to bring –of all people–Trump into the topic. What a way to ruin things: Like what on earth does he have to do with Pumpkin Spice in anything!? Fortunately, the person who posted the Tweet is as sunny and lovely as the sun itself and she is quick to cut off trolls at the knees. To be certain, one doesn’t want to read hate and vitriol before the roosters are up (or ever). Of course, one could argue that reading social media these days, particularly first thing in the morning can be an invitation for starting the day on the wrong foot.
In any event the whole point of my thoughts on this lazy afternoon is that September is upon us this weekend. Halloween stuff has been in stores for weeks already…crazy, right? So it’s fitting, I suppose, to start thinking of all things pumpkin and spice (meaning cinnamon, nutmeg and cloves) –all of which I love–except…in coffee.
My flavor preferences (for those just dying to know) are puzzling to some (even to me). For example, it is perplexing to my nephew that I like apple pie but not apple juice or I prefer blueberries in my yogurt but I am not inclined towards blueberry pie. How is it that my taste buds are so…curiously discriminating?
Yes, my sweet…I am weird….
And, when it comes to coffee, I’m a purist. My cup of java (or espresso) is either black or with skim milk as in a latte or a cappuccino. That means no sugar, syrups, liquor, whipped cream, or spices…not even the coveted pumpkin spice lattes that are the Starbucks rage from now through Christmas. And yes, I did try one…once…and, well….blech, far too sweet for my taste buds. And besides, a 16 oz. pumpkin spice latte is roughly 380 calories. I’d much rather linger over a cup of black coffee and a piece of pumpkin pie, which is about 60 calories less, give or take. Okay…honestly, it’s not about calories as my husband will attest to. I can go face down into a bag of chips polishing off the entire thing at one sitting. It’s just that those calories need to be ever so pleasing and a pumpkin spice latte doesn’t do it for me.
However, I am mad for pumpkin pie and pumpkin bread….and I’ll happily eat a pumpkin muffin…but–odd I know— not pumpkin cheesecake nor pumpkin ravioli (which makes me shudder) though, I didn’t mind one bit a hearty bowl of pumpkin soup with a lovely kick of ginger and red pepper that I tried when in Scotland this summer.
Lots of folks on that Twitter feed chimed in to agree that pumpkin spice flavoring wasn’t their thing, even in beer. Some opined that the whole pumpkin thing gets overplayed during Fall as in “…pumpkin this, pumpkin that.” But many were in the “love it” camp too which is perfectly fine! One thing however, that nearly everyone could agree on was that pumpkin spice signaled the arrival of their favorite time of year (and mine too). All the glories of autumn will soon have us gushing over spectacular fall colors not to mention outdoor activities that warrant bowls of delicious hot soups and stews and home-made bread smeared with European butter or Chile recipes packed with enough spices and heat to make you sweat.
Oh the bliss of just thinking about it!
As long as Fall temps don’t chill me to the bones, I am a happy woman. So bring on the bliss of autumn….except for this gal, sans pumpkin spice lattes and such.