I LOVE LOVE LOVE Pumpkin. I grew up in Northern Virginia, and when the frost began, the pumpkins were out in the markets. I used to love seeing them piled up
along the walls outside the various markets. No, you couldn't smell them. But you could imagine what it would smell like when they were being cooked into a soup or baked into a muffin. I personally like it just mashed up and served as a side with some salt and butter.This section is a collection of all things Pumpkin.
