Current Events > Americans DO realize it's wasteful to carve a pumpkin and leave it outside...

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right?
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Theres nothing wasteful about enjoying a holiday..
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Imagine caring about pumpkins being thrown out
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I'll take "Traditions and the human experience" for 500, Alex.
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good troll topic man, got me mad
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we clap afterwards too
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how often do people actually cook Pumpkins anyway?
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TheVipaGTS posted...

how often do people actually cook Pumpkins anyway?

No one really eats pumpkins. Makes sense to buy a much smaller squash that doesn't take up a bunch of space.

Occasionally we'll get a pumpkin to make pie but tbh it tastes almost exactly the same if you just use the canned mix.
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A friend made me try pumpkin soup and I really ended up liking it. Also instead of potatoes that normally come with steak adding pumpkins or general gourd-like fruit vegetables gives it quite a nice taste palette.
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It's 100% compostable so it's fine.

Also you're supposed to eat the seeds. Wasting them is a sin.
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A pumpkin takes way less to grow than a tree, yet we cut a massive number of them down every year to put inside and decorate.
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MC_BatCommander posted...

TheVipaGTS posted...

how often do people actually cook Pumpkins anyway?

No one really eats pumpkins. Makes sense to buy a much smaller squash that doesn't take up a bunch of space.

Occasionally we'll get a pumpkin to make pie but tbh it tastes almost exactly the same if you just use the canned mix.

that's what i'm saying. might as well put them to some sort of use.
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saspa posted...

Americans DO realize it's wasteful to carve a pumpkin and leave it outside...

Cutting down a Christmas tree for no reason other than to look at it for a few weeks is also wasteful.

<_< Wut? It's true.

Edit: Ninja'd by a minute.
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s0nicfan posted...

A pumpkin takes way less to grow than a tree, yet we cut a massive number of them down every year to put inside and decorate.

What do you mean by saying yet
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I eat the pumpkin seeds.
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Frostshock posted...

It's 100% compostable so it's fine.

Also you're supposed to eat the seeds. Wasting them is a sin.

That would be moderately nice... if even half the people that did the tradition even used it as compost later.
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Pumpkins are terrible. Pumpkins are the worst. Pumpkins are the black hole that joy goes into. They sit there, unsuspected, sucking everything that is good and worthwhile out of the world until they leave their owners a heap of tears on the ground, and then they rot. They rot along with your hopes and dreams

I bought a pumpkin last Friday because Mrs. DevsBro likes them one time a year. So I pick up this nasty thing and there is just dirt all over it. Awesome. I put it on the conveyor belt and when the chick pushes the button the stupid thing starts to fall over because it's round and I just barely manage to catch it before it crushes my bread. So I put my hand on the dumbass stem to hold it still while it sucks out my joy.

The chick touches it to move it to the shopping cart and her smile quickly disappears and turns into a snarl. She barks out the total to me and I pay it. Then I go to put the stupid thing in the car. But where? Where in the car can this thing go? It's too dang dirty to touch any of the interior. The best I can come up with is to put the stupid thing in the passenger's floorboard.

But sure enough, as soon as the car starts moving it starts rolling a round, bashing its dumbass stem against the plastic of my dash and console just to be an asshole and leave scuff marks everywhere. It's on, pumpkin. I reach over and grab it by its stupid stem and hold it in place.

So here I am, driving down the road with one hand kn the steering wheel and the other basically in the passenger's floor board, with my head barely above dash level and in the middle of the car's width. Damn pumpkin. I have to alternate between hand and knee to steer tightly. All the way home.

So now that I'm ready to smash the bastard, I finally get home. Lucky me, I get to open the door one-handed while fighting with the hydraulic outer glass door. And hey, extra lucky me, my keys are in my right pocket while the pumpkin is under my right arm.

So I do the "get the keys out of your right pocket with your left hand" dance (you know what I'm talking about) with this jackass-o-lantern as my dancing partner, by the eerie orange light of a streetlight, twisting gracefully in the night and just generally looking like something from a Tim Burton movie.

I finally get the doors open (using my head to hold the glass one in place), get inside and set the giant bitch down onthe table for Mrs. DevsBro to deal with.

Or so I thought. Yesterday, sure enough, I see her in there struggling with the loser and I just have to come to the rescue. She can't get the top part to come out to empty it out and put a candle inside. So I grab the knife and try my hand at it. This is one Frankenstein of a pumpkin, though, because it won't come free. I find the spot where it's stuck and keep cutting in the slot, deeper and deeper as the general despair in the house increases. This knife is seriously like a foot long and I have it in just about to the hilt and it still will not come loose.

It took a whole, like, minute to finally get the lid free and sure enough, right at that teouble spot, the fleshy wall liner was like five inches thick for no reason. No reason other than just that pumpkins are evil incarnate.

No doubt tonight or tomorrow Mrs. DevsBro is going to stink up the house baking those abominable seeds while I hang my head out the window like it's the railing on a ship. Ugh.
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Who cares if you waste a pumpkin?

No one, that's who.
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DevsBro posted...

Pumpkins are terrible. Pumpkins are the worst. Pumpkins are the black hole that joy goes into. They sit there, unsuspected, sucking everything that is good and worthwhile out of the world until they leave their owners a heap of tears on the ground, and then they rot. They rot along with your hopes and dreams

I bought a pumpkin last Friday because Mrs. DevsBro likes them one time a year. So I pick up this nasty thing and there is just dirt all over it. Awesome. I put it on the conveyor belt and when the chick pushes the button the stupid thing starts to fall over because it's round and I just barely manage to catch it before it crushes my bread. So I put my hand on the dumbass stem to hold it still while it sucks out my joy.

The chick touches it to move it to the shopping cart and her smile quickly disappears and turns into a snarl. She barks out the total to me and I pay it. Then I go to put the stupid thing in the car. But where? Where in the car can this thing go? It's too dang dirty to touch any of the interior. The best I can come up with is to put the stupid thing in the passenger's floorboard.

But sure enough, as soon as the car starts moving it starts rolling a round, bashing its dumbass stem against the plastic of my dash and console just to be an asshole and leave scuff marks everywhere. It's on, pumpkin. I reach over and grab it by its stupid stem and hold it in place.

So here I am, driving down the road with one hand kn the steering wheel and the other basically in the passenger's floor board, with my head barely above dash level and in the middle of the car's width. Damn pumpkin. I have to alternate between hand and knee to steer tightly. All the way home.

So now that I'm ready to smash the bastard, I finally get home. Lucky me, I get to open the door one-handed while fighting with the hydraulic outer glass door. And hey, extra lucky me, my keys are in my right pocket while the pumpkin is under my right arm.

So I do the "get the keys out of your right pocket with your left hand" dance (you know what I'm talking about) with this jackass-o-lantern as my dancing partner, by the eerie orange light of a streetlight, twisting gracefully in the night and just generally looking like something from a Tim Burton movie.

I finally get the doors open (using my head to hold the glass one in place), get inside and set the giant bitch down onthe table for Mrs. DevsBro to deal with.

Or so I thought. Yesterday, sure enough, I see her in there struggling with the loser and I just have to come to the rescue. She can't get the top part to come out to empty it out and put a candle inside. So I grab the knife and try my hand at it. This is one Frankenstein of a pumpkin, though, because it won't come free. I find the spot where it's stuck and keep cutting in the slot, deeper and deeper as the general despair in the house increases. This knife is seriously like a foot long and I have it in just about to the hilt and it still will not come loose.

It took a whole, like, minute to finally get the lid free and sure enough, right at that teouble spot, the fleshy wall liner was like five inches thick for no reason. No reason other than just that pumpkins are evil incarnate.

No doubt tonight or tomorrow Mrs. DevsBro is going to stink up the house baking those abominable seeds while I hang my head out the window like it's the railing on a ship. Ugh.

Too much effort
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Isn't like 90% of food waste diverted from the landfill and reused for animal feed and whatever?
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Too much effort

Right? And for what? A stonky house, that's what.
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But then we roast the pumpkin seeds and it's awesome.
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GOATTHlEF posted...

No! Leave it outside for your goats to eat. They LOVE pumpkin.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xri1vE4b_vA

That was soothing to watch.
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SkittyOnWailord posted...

saspa posted...

Americans DO realize it's wasteful to carve a pumpkin and leave it outside...

Cutting down a Christmas tree for no reason other than to look at it for a few weeks is also wasteful.

<_< Wut? It's true.

This is just about this particular holiday regarding a food resource, the other wasteful traditions like cutting down trees (which, to put in perspective, are a scarcity in this desert climate) for no constructive reason or wasting precious lumber to bury dead people instead of letting the bodies return naturally to the soil is a different matter, simply a cultural difference.
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I cooked down a pumpkin once to make pumpkin pies. Once.
It takes more effort peeling, gutting and cutting the damn thing up just to start cooking down to get a base out of than just going with the basic canned pumpkin base. And it wasn't any better tasting than the canned.
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Now that's just simply not true.
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i dunno if you empty out the insides of the pumpkin and collect the seeds to use or something maybe it is not so wasteful

DevsBro posted...

Pumpkins are terrible. Pumpkins are the worst. Pumpkins are the black hole that joy goes into. They sit there, unsuspected, sucking everything that is good and worthwhile out of the world until they leave their owners a heap of tears on the ground, and then they rot. They rot along with your hopes and dreams

I bought a pumpkin last Friday because Mrs. DevsBro likes them one time a year. So I pick up this nasty thing and there is just dirt all over it. Awesome. I put it on the conveyor belt and when the chick pushes the button the stupid thing starts to fall over because it's round and I just barely manage to catch it before it crushes my bread. So I put my hand on the dumbass stem to hold it still while it sucks out my joy.

The chick touches it to move it to the shopping cart and her smile quickly disappears and turns into a snarl. She barks out the total to me and I pay it. Then I go to put the stupid thing in the car. But where? Where in the car can this thing go? It's too dang dirty to touch any of the interior. The best I can come up with is to put the stupid thing in the passenger's floorboard.

But sure enough, as soon as the car starts moving it starts rolling a round, bashing its dumbass stem against the plastic of my dash and console just to be an asshole and leave scuff marks everywhere. It's on, pumpkin. I reach over and grab it by its stupid stem and hold it in place.

So here I am, driving down the road with one hand kn the steering wheel and the other basically in the passenger's floor board, with my head barely above dash level and in the middle of the car's width. Damn pumpkin. I have to alternate between hand and knee to steer tightly. All the way home.

So now that I'm ready to smash the bastard, I finally get home. Lucky me, I get to open the door one-handed while fighting with the hydraulic outer glass door. And hey, extra lucky me, my keys are in my right pocket while the pumpkin is under my right arm.

So I do the "get the keys out of your right pocket with your left hand" dance (you know what I'm talking about) with this jackass-o-lantern as my dancing partner, by the eerie orange light of a streetlight, twisting gracefully in the night and just generally looking like something from a Tim Burton movie.

I finally get the doors open (using my head to hold the glass one in place), get inside and set the giant bitch down onthe table for Mrs. DevsBro to deal with.

Or so I thought. Yesterday, sure enough, I see her in there struggling with the loser and I just have to come to the rescue. She can't get the top part to come out to empty it out and put a candle inside. So I grab the knife and try my hand at it. This is one Frankenstein of a pumpkin, though, because it won't come free. I find the spot where it's stuck and keep cutting in the slot, deeper and deeper as the general despair in the house increases. This knife is seriously like a foot long and I have it in just about to the hilt and it still will not come loose.

It took a whole, like, minute to finally get the lid free and sure enough, right at that teouble spot, the fleshy wall liner was like five inches thick for no reason. No reason other than just that pumpkins are evil incarnate.

No doubt tonight or tomorrow Mrs. DevsBro is going to stink up the house baking those abominable seeds while I hang my head out the window like it's the railing on a ship. Ugh.

this killed me, you're good at storytelling
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Colorahdo posted...

Isn't like 90% of food waste diverted from the landfill and reused for animal feed and whatever?

Is that true? That seems way too high to be plausible

I do remember this one episode of Dirty Jobs where he shovels slop into a pig trough though, was fucking disgusting but it seemed like they liked it
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It's not true simply on the basis that people in charge of regulation do not want another mad cow disease incident or relatively similar kind of outbreak.
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As long as you get one good deed out of it then there's no waste
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what is this good deed?
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I throw mine in the garden dirt patch for nutrients
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Good job. If only everyone used the remains as compost or something.
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Eurydice posted...

i dunno if you empty out the insides of the pumpkin and collect the seeds to use or something maybe it is not so wasteful

DevsBro posted...

Pumpkins are terrible. Pumpkins are the worst. Pumpkins are the black hole that joy goes into. They sit there, unsuspected, sucking everything that is good and worthwhile out of the world until they leave their owners a heap of tears on the ground, and then they rot. They rot along with your hopes and dreams

I bought a pumpkin last Friday because Mrs. DevsBro likes them one time a year. So I pick up this nasty thing and there is just dirt all over it. Awesome. I put it on the conveyor belt and when the chick pushes the button the stupid thing starts to fall over because it's round and I just barely manage to catch it before it crushes my bread. So I put my hand on the dumbass stem to hold it still while it sucks out my joy.

The chick touches it to move it to the shopping cart and her smile quickly disappears and turns into a snarl. She barks out the total to me and I pay it. Then I go to put the stupid thing in the car. But where? Where in the car can this thing go? It's too dang dirty to touch any of the interior. The best I can come up with is to put the stupid thing in the passenger's floorboard.

But sure enough, as soon as the car starts moving it starts rolling a round, bashing its dumbass stem against the plastic of my dash and console just to be an asshole and leave scuff marks everywhere. It's on, pumpkin. I reach over and grab it by its stupid stem and hold it in place.

So here I am, driving down the road with one hand kn the steering wheel and the other basically in the passenger's floor board, with my head barely above dash level and in the middle of the car's width. Damn pumpkin. I have to alternate between hand and knee to steer tightly. All the way home.

So now that I'm ready to smash the bastard, I finally get home. Lucky me, I get to open the door one-handed while fighting with the hydraulic outer glass door. And hey, extra lucky me, my keys are in my right pocket while the pumpkin is under my right arm.

So I do the "get the keys out of your right pocket with your left hand" dance (you know what I'm talking about) with this jackass-o-lantern as my dancing partner, by the eerie orange light of a streetlight, twisting gracefully in the night and just generally looking like something from a Tim Burton movie.

I finally get the doors open (using my head to hold the glass one in place), get inside and set the giant bitch down onthe table for Mrs. DevsBro to deal with.

Or so I thought. Yesterday, sure enough, I see her in there struggling with the loser and I just have to come to the rescue. She can't get the top part to come out to empty it out and put a candle inside. So I grab the knife and try my hand at it. This is one Frankenstein of a pumpkin, though, because it won't come free. I find the spot where it's stuck and keep cutting in the slot, deeper and deeper as the general despair in the house increases. This knife is seriously like a foot long and I have it in just about to the hilt and it still will not come loose.

It took a whole, like, minute to finally get the lid free and sure enough, right at that teouble spot, the fleshy wall liner was like five inches thick for no reason. No reason other than just that pumpkins are evil incarnate.

No doubt tonight or tomorrow Mrs. DevsBro is going to stink up the house baking those abominable seeds while I hang my head out the window like it's the railing on a ship. Ugh.

this killed me, you're good at storytelling

I think it's a copypaysta
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Nope, it's a true story. Lotrtally the only part I made up or even exaggerated was the cashier being affected.
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Eh, it's still a bit of minor carbon sequestration.
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saspa posted...

right?

Hows it a waste to stick a hallowed out pumpkin outside.
When you carve it you take the inside out & cook the seeds.

We eat all our uncarved pumpkins and compost the jack o lanterns.
Nothing bothers me off more in November then seeing fully intact pumpkins in the garbage by the curb. It's fucking FOOD.

Hell I even wrote about it on our food blog.

https://poorcouplesfoodguide.com/2016/11/01/psa-hold-it-do-not-throw-out-your-pumpkins-theyre-literally-food/
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Anarchy_Juiblex posted...

Eh, it's still a bit of minor carbon sequestration.

But it's millions of American homes. Then you have to consider that some take out more than one pumpkin to use as "decoration" and suddenly it's like millions of food waste nonchalantly looked over for the past... decades? Century even?
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LeadPipeCinche posted...

saspa posted...

right?

Hows it a waste to stick a hallowed out pumpkin outside.
When you carve it you take the inside out & cook the seeds.

The skin is packed with nutrients though, if not the most important nutrients.
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