“Grandma, Grandma, look. Grandpa’s got a punkin’ from the garden,” three-year-old Will shouted excitedly. “Can we have a punkin’ pie? It’s my favorite.”
I’m not sure I’ve ever made a pumpkin pie in June before, but there’s always a first time for everything, or so my wise father used to tell me, and he, too, was rather fond of punkin’ pie.