Ron had brought home a zucchini that had been discarded by the side of the road the last time he walked Jett. The zucchini was huge, weighed almost five pounds.
Today I washed it, peeled it and ground about half of it, three cups worth, for zucchini bread.
The bread turned out pretty well and now I need to figure out what to do with the rest of the zuke.
I just hope it wasn’t poisonous. It smelled and looked okay except for scratches on the skin which I was able to hack off. It was almost as hard as a rock, so I’m guessing that’s why it was tossed.
We’d thought about going to an outdoor event at the Williamstown Historical Museum, but it would have cost $20. I wanted to use up the propane at some point, so we stayed home and had grilled veg burger wraps with lettuce and tomato for lunch. We also had fresh corn that I purchased the other day from the Chenail Farm.
Yesterday we participated in the weekly anti-fascist standout in North Adams. We passed on the planning meeting that followed; I didn’t want to leave Jett alone for longer than necessary.
We watched two Week Four football games. Evidently the Patriots won theirs this weekend.