Behold! The mighty marrow. Bow down before it's magnificence. Worship it's weighty, bulbous form...then slice it open, stuff it with spices pork mince and roast slowly at a regular heat for an hour and a half. Yum.
Picked, preserved and potted; no sooner had Karen picked the fruit than she'd transformed it into a jar of the most delicious raspberry jam for our tea. (All together now...).
It doesn't take long for the boys to make short work of the small, green near-spheres. Pod to pearly-whites in less time than it takes to fill a pocket with potatoes.