Monday, September 14, 2009
We started with squash, zucchini, rhubarb, and lots of tomatoes.
Now our kitchen looks like this:
My neighbor tells me that in Utah if a person leaves the car door unlocked they can wake up to seats full of zucchini, and somehow that doesn't seem that unrealistic to me. I love sitting on my porch watching the neighbors try and pawn it off onto each other, door to door missionary style.
Every time I make dinner Peter is nagging me--"Can we put zucchini in this?? Can you use the squash? How about fried zucchini?" Most of the time the answer is no, as in, no-we-really-don't-want-to-eat-any-more-zucchini-so-stop-asking, but when I can use it I do and then I'm proud of myself. By virtue of Murphy's Law Peter is usually gone for these meals.
It makes me sad to think of all the times the rest of the year when I actually buy squash. I guess we are always wanting what we don't already have, like those people in Tuscon that want real grass--(Hi Jay and Mel!!)
Guess I'll browse the recipe sites for more recipes today because Peter is coming home tomorrow.