A couple of days after pumpkin fest, I found another large pumpkin hiding in the garden, ready to pick. I was pretty sure most of the family would not tolerate a lot more pumpkin themed meals in a row, so I cooked the thing in the oven, chopped and puréed pieces up, and froze them. We can make pumpkin bread and pumpkin cookies at our leisure.
I took a picture of the second pumpkin, but we can't find the camera.
Why does any of this matter? Our garden currently is sporting two other pumpkin, not yet ripe...
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