I, for one, miss the daily squash update, so I'm posting one myself. Ashley left two very well-endowed butternuts at Grand Street this weekend. Think bowling pins on steroids. We took one of these shockingly large squashes out to the farm last night, where we slayed it and quartered it. ONE quarter of this monster squash — baked with sugar, butter, cinnmon and diced apples — fed seven hungry adults enough to turn them yellow. If my calculations are correct, Ashley brought enough squash to feed 56 — not including the butternuts she pawned off on the Bistro folks. If this is any measure of the amount of winter vegetable Dear Sister has been dealing in this fall, than I personnally testify to fellow blog enthusiasts: everything you read about squash here is TRUE!
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I, for one, miss the daily squash update, so I'm posting one myself.
Ashley left two very well-endowed butternuts at Grand Street this weekend. Think bowling pins on steroids. We took one of these shockingly large squashes out to the farm last night, where we slayed it and quartered it. ONE quarter of this monster squash — baked with sugar, butter, cinnmon and diced apples — fed seven hungry adults enough to turn them yellow.
If my calculations are correct, Ashley brought enough squash to feed 56 — not including the butternuts she pawned off on the Bistro folks.
If this is any measure of the amount of winter vegetable Dear Sister has been dealing in this fall, than I personnally testify to fellow blog enthusiasts: everything you read about squash here is TRUE!
so glad we weren't a victum of
squash subterfuge, or a
Curcurbita lolita, or a
gonzo gord story.
Perahps even Vegetable lible.
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