Well, my giant pumpkin that I grew all by myself has officially been made into food. Dave, as I affectionately dubbed him (yes my pumpkin is a "he"), was a good soldier and let me cut him up, gut him, roast him, grind him and bag him for later use. His remains are now cryogenically stored until I need him for a muffin or scone or cookie. Thanks Dave!
PS- notice how this pumpkin is a beautiful light orange? And the crap you get in the can is brown? Yeah, that's cause Dave is all natural.