I have a very vivid memory of one fall day carving pumpkins and laughing with my Grandma Dode and Lars. As we pulled out the stringy guts of the pumpkin Grandma started putting them in a bowl. I was so confused and asked why.
She said "to make pepitos of course!"
I hadn't a clue in the world what pepitos were. Apparently that's what my grandmother called roasted pumpkin seeds.
Being only 10 or so at the time I automatically assumed they would be totally gross, but tried them none the less. I feel head over heals in love with those silly tear drop shaped seeds.
Flash forward to today...
Its a rare occasion when I get the house to myself. Tonight was one of those nights.
Sitting on my were two little pumpkins I picked up at Safeway a few days ago. And one was just begging to be carved. Bored, home alone, looking for something to do other than clean, carving one of the little pumpkins seemed like an AWESOME idea!
Carving the pumpkin was fun, turned out to be a three eyed monster (but that's another post). As I scooped out those little seeds the memories of the autumn day, 11 years ago, came rushing back to me. That's when I decided I wanted, no needed those seeds to be roasted, so that one by one I could pop them into my mouth and savor their earthy goodness.
So now I'm sitting here, eating my "pepitos" and fighting back tears.
I can't believe its already been over a year since Grandma Dode died. It kills me to know the last time we parted ways was with me being angry with her. That's not fair to her, or me.
At the end our relationship was great, better than it'd ever been. Our only qualms being over David. I hope she eventually realized how happy David makes me.
I miss her so much. I'd give anything for one more day with her.
She said "to make pepitos of course!"
I hadn't a clue in the world what pepitos were. Apparently that's what my grandmother called roasted pumpkin seeds.
Being only 10 or so at the time I automatically assumed they would be totally gross, but tried them none the less. I feel head over heals in love with those silly tear drop shaped seeds.
Flash forward to today...
Its a rare occasion when I get the house to myself. Tonight was one of those nights.
Sitting on my were two little pumpkins I picked up at Safeway a few days ago. And one was just begging to be carved. Bored, home alone, looking for something to do other than clean, carving one of the little pumpkins seemed like an AWESOME idea!
Carving the pumpkin was fun, turned out to be a three eyed monster (but that's another post). As I scooped out those little seeds the memories of the autumn day, 11 years ago, came rushing back to me. That's when I decided I wanted, no needed those seeds to be roasted, so that one by one I could pop them into my mouth and savor their earthy goodness.
So now I'm sitting here, eating my "pepitos" and fighting back tears.
I can't believe its already been over a year since Grandma Dode died. It kills me to know the last time we parted ways was with me being angry with her. That's not fair to her, or me.
At the end our relationship was great, better than it'd ever been. Our only qualms being over David. I hope she eventually realized how happy David makes me.
I miss her so much. I'd give anything for one more day with her.
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