At one time, my north Georgia candy roaster vines had about 15 of these babies (they are literally like carrying a baby, without the squirming), but rain-induced rot and etc. whittled it down to 5. One of those was not quite mature, so I ate it in soup--it did not have much flavor and the lemongrass obliterated that, so I am really unsure how these will taste. Stay tuned for adventures in heirloom squash, as I imagine I'll be baking with these in fall, especially around Thanksgiving.
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