Perhaps it was around years ago, but just this last Christmas a carton of Pumpkin Spice Eggnog was seen on the store’s refrigerated shelves. Wanting eggnog, and the standard variety not to be found, purchased the Halloween variety and was sorely disappointed. Rather than drinking, used the remainder for making French toast = “waste not, want not”.
I will eat a piece of pumpkin pie at Thanksgiving and that’s it for me.
I don’t need pumpkin spice potpourri,
pumpkin spice coffee,
pumpkin spice in my tea,
that just ain’t me,
That just ain’t me.
(Merle Haggard was going through my head as I wrote that there little ditty, yes sur, ‘brother Merle, may he rest in peace).