We ate like kings!
Well… like kings who grow their own veggies.
Last night, while walking my father around my yard, explaining what things would need to be watered in the event of a heat wave, I reached –nonchalantly– into my veggie patch and –nonchalantly– pulled out that lovely zucchini. My dad was suitably impressed with its size and my magnificence in being able to grow it.

I tried to be… oh… nonchalant about it, as if it was an everyday activity around our house, but… who’m I kidding?! My dad reads this blog, so he knows I was practically squealing with joy yesterday when I saw it.




