I have been picking summer squash every three or four days. I have 8 pint jars of zucchini bread & butter pickles in the storage closet. And enough yellow squash for a pot of fried (southern) squash to eat with rice. It would be best with a big, ripe juicy tomato but there aren't any in my garden.
Today is the last day of my son's visit. It was so VERY nice. We cooked together--a cherry pie and two days worth of chicken potstickers. Yesterday we did the Sunday paper Suduko together. I wasn't at my best--I'll blame fuzzy thinking on my allergy tablet. I will miss him when he drives away at noon. I'll even cry a little bit. He's easy to love.
Then I will be making the vegetable rice salad from Silver Palate cookbook for my lunches this week at work and pumpkin whoopee pies for my greenhouse co-worker who celebrated her birthday yesterday. C will miss the excitement of making confectioner's sugar in the Vitamix. I have regular sugar but no powdered for the filling.
G and Riley are having their walk. Only an hour left. Better spend it talking.
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Hope you weren't too sad when your son drove away. It's so hard.
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