Once my friend, knowing about my love for cooking, gave me a huge pumpkin. I wondered for a long time what to do with it, until one day I decided to make a pie. The pumpkin was so hard that I almost broke my knife. I called my neighbor for help, and we cut it together for an hour. In the end, the pie turned out so delicious that the neighbors asked for the recipe. Since then this incident has become our tradition - every year we make pumpkin pie together, remembering that first battle with pumpkin. Only now we choose smaller pumpkins
An unusual gift
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