Sometimes even after you've passed the point where you think your personality is set you can suddenly change. It happens without warning. Transformation. Revolution.
This weekend i found myself experiencing feelings, longings i didn't recognize. I've begun a wild, torrid affair - with a squash.
I don't know how it happened. I've never really been a vegetable person. I like meat. A lot. But somehow i was craving zucchini and then suddenly (
as you read yesterday) they were there.
On Friday i made zucchini bread

actually it is a recipe called zucchini appetizers from my childhood. The consistency was a bit off as i tried to halve the recipe due to my tiny oven, but it was still delicious. I ate it for dinner and then breakfast the next day.
Saturday i worked a PTA convention (
even more fun than it sounds) and i couldn't get the thought of zucchini casserole out of my head. Really, i was daydreaming about a vegetable. The problem is that i didn't want to mess with my mom's recipe, but it called for a 9X13 pan and we all know my lasagna pan will not fit in my joke of an oven. Or will it? I was so fevered to have the zucchini i played with the racks and the pan and found a way to make it fit!

Victory!
This morning i realized there was less than half of a zucchini left in the fridge and i wanted to save the rest of the casserole for dinner tonite. The only logical course of action was to make sauteed zucchini tacos for breakfast.

I ate vegetables for breakfast, people. What is going on here? As i type this i am thinking about the leftovers in the fridge, waiting for me. Is 4:00 too early for dinner?
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