Miraculously, they look and feel just like they do the day I bought them.
I think perhaps we can credit genetic engineering. Still, I’m afraid to crack them open for the fear that it will be nothing but a maggot metropolis. So, they sit.
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As winter was beginning (okay, fall) I purchased a butternut squash with plans to turn it into a mighty fine soup. That squash sits on my kitchen shelf looking the same as it ever did. It’s firm. It’s yellow. What gives?
Caption: When pumpkins procreate.