This place has a heart. Let me explain.
On Oct. 13, 2025, we said a bittersweet, tearful goodbye to my 18 year old, who has moved out of the area. Afterwards, we had no idea what to do with ourselves. I thought, instead of wallowing in our grief, we should go get pumpkins. The only place I knew I could get to in time was Jordan's. I'd been there before and it was always a nice experience.
That night, it was pretty dark there, and I was quickly informed that they were sorry about the lack of lights, but their lights installer had been incapacitated. It didn't matter. We used cell phone flashlights to find our pumpkins. And we even got to take pics with the face-cutouts and with the pumpkins as our backdrop, too, thanks to kind employees who offered to take them for us (with the flash, of course).
As we were checking out, I thanked the workers (including owner and namesake Jordan) for being a great option for us after such a heart-wrenching evening. And before I could get to my car, Jordan ran after me, and said, "I know how hard it can be to see a kid move away." He handed me a vacuum-sealed package. "Have a steak and a beer and things will start to get better." I could've given him a hug.
All in all, this place is the opposite of what we see at other "pumpkin patches" (or most businesses these days) — it's human instead of corporate. It's personal instead of commercial. I'll be back, probably this season, and I'll always carry this memory!