I have this to say about longevity. I took this picture yesterday, after setting this pumpkin out on the table for the squirrels as an early Christmas present. Where did I get this pumpkin? This is one of the two pumpkins I harvested from my garden. In August. I carved one for Halloween, and the other, this one (I'm kind of embarrassed to say) has been sitting on my table since then. The fact that I can have a pumpkin sit around on my table for that long without anyone mentioning it or complaining about it is one of the nice things about living alone.
Isn't it amazing that it would last this long? I was going to carve it, but didn't get around to it. Then I was going to bake it, but reasoned that there probably wouldn't be much of the good stuff, as this is a carving pumpkin, not a pie pumpkin. So it sat. And sat. When I finally got around to picking it up, I wasn't sure if the bottom would drop out, but it looks the very same as when it was picked. I was surprised it didn't rot.
So, bon apetit, squirrels. And Merry Christmas.