She has taken several of the pumpkins she has slaved over all summer and winter, halved them, and roasted then.
Pumpkins do not take well to this, in my personal opinion. The outer rind shrinks, hardens, wrinkles, and collapses. Given that each half is close to a foot in diameter, I am left with one inescapable conclusion.
It looks like for Thanksgiving, I am going to be eating an elephant's testicle.