A Startling Discovery

I had a pumpkin bagel with pumpkin flavored cream cheese for breakfast on Sunday morning:

I didn't think I would ever have cause to say this but ... it was too much pumpkin.

It was like a pumpkin cookie had been slathered with a slice of pumpkin pie, which may sound delicious on paper, but is actually quite nasty in practice.

That reminds me: I need to bake pumpkin cookies! (But first, Pasadena needs to get the memo that it's autumn and it's time to bring the temperatures below 90. A girl needs to turn on her oven in order to bake pumpkin cookies; but if I turned on the oven now, it would turn our house into a sauna.)

Pumpkin Pancakes!

I really, really, really like pumpkin pancakes. A lot.

But can you blame me? I mean seriously, just look at these beauties:

My favorite pumpkin pancakes are at Dish in La Cañada Flintridge. (And they would still be my favorites even if the restaurant did not have the banner, but I must admit, the banner pushes these bad boys over the edge).

Please excuse me: I have to gorge myself on as many pancakes as possible while they are available.