The pumpkin, as it turns out, weighs 500 pounds and was delivered by a guy from either Michigan or Wisconsin (to some people, all of the middle states seem alike!) who grew it, carved it — using his daughter as the model for one of the silhouettes — drove it here to a firehouse where he didn’t know anyone, and dropped it off.

Thank you very much.

As for Starbucks, I haven’t gotten an answer to my email…