I was in grad school, living in a 5 story grad student dorm that was about 75% international students. We'd had lots of pumpkins for Halloween, so one weekend shortly thereafter my roommate and I decided we'd cut up the pumpkins, roast/puree them, and make pumpkin pie for everyone. What could be more traditional USA Thanksgiving than that, right? It took us days to process the pumpkin, but we were finally at pie making day. We went to the store for ingredients, but I'd just written "sugar" and couldn't decide whether we needed brown or white sugar, so we got both. We made 12 pies, and used the ovens on all 5 floors to get them in the oven. Cleaning the kitchen, I picked up the brown sugar and said, "Well, I guess I was wrong about needing brown sugar," whereupon my roomie picked up the white sugar and said, "Well, we didn't use the white sugar, either!" Fortunately we'd JUST put the pies in the oven so we ran around madly pulling them out of the ovens. Poured the filling in to the bowl, added the right amount of sugar (actually had enough filling now to make a pumpkin pudding casserole, too), and put the pies BACK in the ovens! They actually turned out pretty decently, and everyone seemed to enjoy our efforts!