Shog is making a Pumpkin Stuffed with Everything Good even now, and the apartment smells wonderful. I'm really pleased that he found this recipe on his own because it means, should all go well, that he'll be amenable to my playing with it—and thus eat more pumpkin (and anything else I might "hide" in a pumpkin). It's rare to see the man so excited about eating fruit. *dances*
Tomorrow, Shog's making pasties; that is also an excellent development (even though the man finds it shocking that I believe carrots would make a nice addition to pasties and refuses to consider it).