Okay, so in my community we know better than to visit each other from August through September because you will be forced to take 50 lbs of zucchini with you when you leave. We all grow it and we have run out of ideas of how to use it by August. After you eat your fill of steamed, sauteed, fried, stuffed and stewed you move into cakes, breads, muffins, cookies, pancakes, etc. Then it really gets weird. I have tried zucchini ice cream (yuck) zucchini beer (not too bad, after the third one everything tastes pretty good) and creamed zucchini soup (a little stringy, probably should have peeled it first).
This is our annual routine. But this year I thought I had out smarted the zucchini. I am down to two plants. Oh yes, when I was young and cocky, I planted a bed of zucchini...twelve plants. The pile fell off of the counter and gave the cat quite a start. (she still runs if I shout "timber") But, I think my plants are taking steroids. They just won't stop. I just went out to water my carrots and there was another dark, shiny pod. Stretched out in the sun like an old tabby on the window sill; two feet long and about three pounds. I dragged it into the kitchen, tears rolling down my face. My daughter screamed and locked herself in her room.
"No more, oh please, no more..."
Well, at least until next spring when I will pace around my garden in anticipation chanting,
"Grow, grow, grow..."
Peace and love to you all...
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