Post by heavyhitterokra on Jun 27, 2021 13:31:51 GMT -6
How is it that we've made it this many years without a yellow summer squash thread?
I didn't see a Patty Pan Squash thread here either, but I forgot to plant any of those this Spring, so I guess I'll not be writing on that subject anytime soon. However, yesterday morning, I went out to our garden and noticed that God was having an 'all you can carry home special' on yellow summer squash. (Thank you, for that, Lord!)
So, I got busy picking all I could carry home. I didn't have a grocery bag or a cart with me, so I just doubled up the tail of my T-shirt and filled it to the brim with summer squash until it was beginning to fall out every time I bent over to pick up another one and I decided to stop picking.
My wife was going into town to meet some old friends in the afternoon, so I sent squash with her to share. (A guy has to get on that right at the beginning) because as summer advances, there will be so much squash in circulation that your friends will be closing the shades to make you think they're not home.
Speaking of which, while working up North toward Duluth one summer, back in the '80s, I happened onto an old town tradition of sneaking a big, green zucchini onto your neighbor's porch while they weren't looking. (It was sort of like the pink flamingo thing that they had going on around here back in the '90s), except in place of sneaking a big, gaudy, pink, plastic yard ornament onto your neighbors front lawn, you'd sneak an unwanted surplus zucchini onto their front stoop instead. It was a lighthearted way to get one over on your friends. I enjoyed the sense of comradery they shared there. There was a special kind of charm in that region that people farther East sometimes fail to grasp. I'm not sure that would fly in Newark, New Jersey?
I didn't see a Patty Pan Squash thread here either, but I forgot to plant any of those this Spring, so I guess I'll not be writing on that subject anytime soon. However, yesterday morning, I went out to our garden and noticed that God was having an 'all you can carry home special' on yellow summer squash. (Thank you, for that, Lord!)
So, I got busy picking all I could carry home. I didn't have a grocery bag or a cart with me, so I just doubled up the tail of my T-shirt and filled it to the brim with summer squash until it was beginning to fall out every time I bent over to pick up another one and I decided to stop picking.
My wife was going into town to meet some old friends in the afternoon, so I sent squash with her to share. (A guy has to get on that right at the beginning) because as summer advances, there will be so much squash in circulation that your friends will be closing the shades to make you think they're not home.
Speaking of which, while working up North toward Duluth one summer, back in the '80s, I happened onto an old town tradition of sneaking a big, green zucchini onto your neighbor's porch while they weren't looking. (It was sort of like the pink flamingo thing that they had going on around here back in the '90s), except in place of sneaking a big, gaudy, pink, plastic yard ornament onto your neighbors front lawn, you'd sneak an unwanted surplus zucchini onto their front stoop instead. It was a lighthearted way to get one over on your friends. I enjoyed the sense of comradery they shared there. There was a special kind of charm in that region that people farther East sometimes fail to grasp. I'm not sure that would fly in Newark, New Jersey?