Disappearing Pumpkin Cake

On Friday I had a half-full, forlorn can of pumpkin sitting on my counter, begging for a home. Pumpkin cake for Shabbos would be perfect, right? Silly me. My kids decided there was no need to wait for Shabbos to inhale it. And see this knife? Apparently it was a mere suggestion. I admonished my … Continue reading Disappearing Pumpkin Cake