Despite the name and the freakish appearance of the fruit, these flowers are delightfully fragrant. The thick growth of the vines conceals what's on the other side of this fence: a long and narrow, densely planted vegetable garden tucked in between 62nd Street and the parallel tracks of the N Train, running almost the entire length of the block between 10th and 11th Avenues. (Aerial view here.) It's nearly half an acre in area, and there's a tremendous amount of stuff growing back there, but I saw no indication that it's a community garden. I wonder if someone's just leasing the property from the MTA for use as an urban farm.