I have some serious cucumber envy. My wife gets excited every time she plucks another one out of our garden. I have to admit, I'm a little jealous. They're big. Really big. And believe me when I tell you we have grown no fewer than fifty cucumbers this year. Five-zero.
None bigger than this one, the mother of all cukes:
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All told, that accounted for maybe four or five cucumbers.
So now my cucumber envy has turned into cucumber fatigue. Problem is, you can't cook them. We've even given about two dozen away to friends and co-workers. That's when I emailed my friend Evin over at Food Good, Laundry Bad and told her I needed help.
She sent me two recipes.
I was psyched. Not only will I use these recipes, I'll write up a cool post about it for Evin's blog. I'll tell her readers how easy it was, how much my family enjoyed them, how there were no leftovers.
Well, there were no leftovers. But not for the reason you might think. A funny thing happened on the way to getting rid of the rest of the summer's harvest of cukes. They went bad in the fridge because I was saving them for this post.
Oh well. I didn't even fell bad about it.
Next year, we plant fewer cucumbers and more green beans.
Thanks again to Evin for her help. This post was originally published on Food Good, Laundry Bad last month. (You can follow that link for the recipes.) Please check out her blog and follow her on Facebook and Twitter. She's one of my favorites.