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pumpkin

75 days ago

Photo Article from the Welsh Hovel: Halloween pumpkin carving and soup

It turned out that the bottom of the pumpkin that Joshua and I had bought had, within four days started to rot. I thought of buying another but, being a green sort of chap, I sliced off the offending section and improvised.

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81 days ago

Photo article from the Welsh Hovel - apple jam, more chillies and a pumpkin for Joshua

It being half term, Joshua and I killed time at the local garden scentre buying more gooseberry bushes for reasons I shall explain later and also a pumpkin. He, the Mrs and Jayarani are away with the mother-in-law this weekend but when he returns on Halloween I shall have it carved and a pumpkin soup ready for him. The light is deceptive. It is bright orange.  Pumpkin cuisine can wait. Last night was another cooking night, as the family snored and slumbered I stayed up late, turning the last of the windfall cooking apples into jam.

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440 days ago

Photo Article from the Welsh Hovel - It's Halloween and I am in the kitchen

Last year, unable to find a pumpkin to buy at the last minute, we used turnips and celeberated Hop-tu-naa This year I snapped up a pumpkin and watched by Sian the cat hollowed it out.  I am not a great pumpkin carver so by my standards this was an adequate result. Then came the pumpkin soup.

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808 days ago

Photo Article: Hop-tu-naa at the Welsh Hovel

I was going to cave to that ghastly American imported idea and buy a pumpkin and make pumpkin pie. I bought the molasses and cream and was ready, all I then needed was a pumpkin…

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1782 days ago

The Field No 8 - Halloween, at last something sweet to eat

Having been deprived of chocolate and sweets for most of the year, late October until November 5th at Butterwell Farm, Byfield provided some greatly appreciated treats. 

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1903 days ago

Photo Article: Not Halloween but Hop-tu-Naa in Bristol

The younger generation suggested half term pumpkin carving. But I could not find a pumpkin in the local stores as all the chavs seemed to have got there ahead of me. But I spotted a turnip and, remembering my time in the Isle of Man, Halloween became Hop-tu-Naa.

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