When I woke this morning, the phrase “Pumpkin Aid” (or the word “Pumpkinade”) was echoing in my head (much like the random phrases that Lionel on As Time Goes By sometimes speaks when he awakes). What could that mean? Had I been dreaming of some truly vile beverage, or was I imagining some sort of event to benefit all those pumpkins that this morning find themselves out of favor until they can be made into pies for Thanksgiving?
Pretty much any fruit or vegetable you have to cook isn’t going to make a tasty juice, or “ade,” and of course this includes pumpkins.
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