I love the sugar ones that used to go on top of my birthday cupcakes, I love the ones that have uneven eyes carved out of them every year, I love the ones growing on vines in patches, and I love the pureed ones that go in my soup, pancakes, muffins, smoothie, bagel, and cookies. So, imagine my level of bliss when I found a flier for the great pumpkin regatta. In the middle of the dirty community lake in Tualatin, grown men climbed inside 1000 pound pumpkins to race.
And we carved some of our own.
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Holy cow! Those pumpkins are huge! How many did they have?
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