A local ice-cream shop in Brooklyn is having a “Pumpkin Palooza” event for 1 whole week and I was very tempted to go and partake in the festivities. Fall is my favorite season and I love all things pumpkin but that doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy myself and still stay healthy. Behold my Isagenix Pumpkin Spice Shake. I hope it inspires you to make one of your own. Not only was it absolutely delicious but it satisfied my craving all under 250 cals.
“What is what?” he asked from the other living room.
Scully pulled the plastic bottle and held it out. He leaned his head around and looked at it.
“It’s pumpkin spice creamer, Scully,” he said. “I mean, that’s what it says on the label.”
“Where did it come from?” she asked.
“The grocery store seems like the mostly likely place,” he said, “but that’s why they put the I in FBI.”
“How did it get from the store to our refrigerator?” she asked.
He spread his hands, professing his ignorance. “You know my best guess is almost always aliens.”
“Pumpkin spice creamer,” she said, shaking the bottle at him. “Last I checked, neither of us is a teenage girl.”
Mulder shrugged. “Maybe you’ll like it anyway.”
Scully sighed. “I’m drawing the line at eggnog creamer.”
“I can’t control how the spirit moves me,” Mulder said with a grin. “Or the alien force.”
“It would be better if the alien force moved you to get half and half instead of this,” she said. “We’re out of milk.”
“Try it,” he said. “You might actually like it. Stranger things have happened.”
“Not many,” she said, and she wouldn’t admit it to him, but she did like sitting on the porch, sipping her sweet and spicy coffee, watching the sunlight spill over the fields around their house, and when Mulder came out and kissed her, she liked that too.
“I told you,” he murmured against her lips. “Scully, you taste delicious.”