This afternoon, I came inside from doing yard work and poured myself a big glass of pumpkin juice. Not the Harry Potter kind, but the actual juice of a pumpkin. It was quite tasty.
The backstory: On Thursday I made a batch of pumpkin puree. I like my puree thick, so when it was done I dumped it into a coffee-filter lined colander to drain for several hours. I poured the resulting six cups of liquid into three containers. Two containers went into the downstairs freezer to use for cooking. I got busy and put the last one in the refrigerator, telling myself I'd get around to taking it down later.
Now that I finished off the container I don't have to worry about it.