How to Fall in Love with Australia One Pumpkin at a Time

Australia Series #10

When is a pumpkin, not a pumpkin?

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Kent pumpkins at Cole’s in Toowoomba

When you’re in Australia. I would call this squash, but it’s a Kent pumpkin.

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Kent pumpkin wedge at Cole’s in Toowoomba, Queensland, AU

That’s right. Australians call this delicious fruit pumpkin. But it doesn’t matter what you call it, even wombats love it.

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Wombats love pumpkin and corn. No wonder I loved wombats.

My first contact with pumpkin happened in Melbourne. Carol and I took a walking tour of the Fitzroy Gardens. It got hot, and I got hungry. Fortunately, the gardens had a fabulous little restaurant looking out onto the gardens.

Their special that day must have been Pumpkin Soup. That sounded good on a hot day – I was still in North America mode – winter. And the “air con” was on in the restaurant.

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Oh sure, you see iced coffee there in the background. That’s another post for another Friday. I think I forgot and took a bite first before I took a picture. Good thing Carol reminded me to take a picture at all. It was so good, I almost gobbled it down first. And it wasn’t turkey soup. 🙂

The next day we went with Leanne Cole and her friend Suzanne to Healesville Sanctuary. I’ll be writing several posts about that trip! Again, I looked forward to eating lunch after watching the wombats eat pumpkin and corn. Two of my favorite proteins. 🙂

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Wombie enjoyed her food.

That was a joke. I was just checking to see if anyone is reading this. 🙂

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pumpkin salad

So there we were at Healesville Sanctuary. I guess I thought I was hungrier than I was. I ordered a croissant ham and cheese sandwich and a salad. When the salad came it was huge. It did not look that huge here, but everyone else finished at least 15 minutes before I did. I couldn’t leave a single bite. It had pumpkin and cheese hiding under all that green stuff, and the salad dressing tasted sweet and tangy, almost orange.

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pumpkin pizza at Turret Restaurant on Sturt Street

I may have gone a day or so without pumpkin, but I was more than ready for it after eating meat pie at Sovereign Hill. Carol and I went with our Ballarat, Vic hosts, Glen’s sister Mandy and her family, to Turret Restaurant on Sturt Street, the widest Main Street in the Southern Hemisphere.

I had pumpkin pizza. Everyone’s meal was so delicious no one took me up on my pretentious offer to try my pizza. Yum!

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pumpkin pizza up close

See how thin that crust was? It did not detract from the sumptuous sizzling pumpkin and the broiled cheese.

If you enjoyed this, please send it to someone you love. Or tweet it. (A little birdie told me to say that.) If you hated it, don’t buy pumpkins in Australia.

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