I went to the garden today and what did I see but a giant acorn squash. They blend in with the leaves and are hard to see. I thought to myself, self, I didn’t think those things got ripe till September but if I leave that on the vine another month it will be 10 pounds and who is going to eat 10 pounds of acorn squash I ask you. So I called my master gardener friend and she said oh no, you harvest them when they are the size of an acorn squash. Okie dokie. The thing is, I’ve been working and it’s been so hot I’ve mostly just watered my little garden and told it how good it’s doing and how proud of it I am and then I’ve left it to its own devices. That is the equivalent of telling a teenager, I’m leaving for the week end, now don’t you have a party, knowing 50 kids will be there by Saturday afternoon for the evening bash. Yes, my garden is totally out of control. The tomato plants have grown into each other, the pumpkin is snaking its way into the tomato patch, and the acorn squash is the bad boy of the garden. It’s invading the beets on one side and the peppers on the other. Plus all these beautiful giant squash. Eight. I picked eight acorn squash this morning. One looks like a regular squash, the rest look like squash on steroids. And there are more on the vines. I did take a knife to some of the squash vines so that my poor peppers could get a bit of sunlight. Anyone got any good squash recipes?
I took one down to my neighbors, going to take one to Carmen, she loves them, and give one to Rob. I don't think Kevin eats squash, but I'll ask. See, I'm down to four.
Don’t think I’m complaining. I’m already planning on squash stuffed with burger, onions, garlic and bacon for dinner and squash stuffed with brown sugar and butter for dessert. See, don’t you think I have this garden thing covered? Yes I do.
