We have this amazing friend named Sam. Sam is the quintessential gentle giant.
I love this picture of him.
Sam is a musician, a brainiac I.T. guy, a devoted father and husband, and one hell of a cook.
Sam is also the father of one of Varmint’s best-est friends in the whole world, and the husband of one of My Captain’s old childhood friends. This is the guy at any party who cracks all the jokes quietly, powerfully, when they are least expected. His wit is stellar.
We love Sam.
Sam and his wife, Shirley, are heavily involved in 4-H, with gardening and animals galore. This is a good thing for US, because when their bounty exceeds their stomachs, we are near enough to catch any collateral veggies!
Enter, “The Squash from Hell.”
Sam brought this beauty (along with tomatoes and cucumbers) over a couple of nights ago. Actually, he brought three. This is the only one that is left.
Look at this behemoth. What on God’s green earth was Sam FEEDING his vegetables? And, more importantly, is whatever he used going to do the same thing to us?
I’ve already made zucchini fritters, baked breaded zucchini chips, Eggs Benedict on fried zucchini, and Zucchini Parmesan. And I STILL have this enormous squash sitting on my counter!
I have no idea what to do with it, but I’m enjoying my creative mode. What would YOU do with it? I’m up for suggestions!
I wonder if Sam knew I would run into this quandary when he gave them to me. Knowing his sense of humor, I bet he was chuckling and snickering the whole way home.
All right, Sam….Game on, my friend.