Veggies

A coworker has a ginormous garden that’s producing more than her family can eat, so she’s been bringing sacks of veggies to work with her: zucchini, summer squash, cucumbers, and a variety of peppers. These are not the baseball bat sized zucchini that folks try to foist off on friends, relations, and innocent bystanders, either. They are tiny, baby veggies, with delicate skins and tender flesh. They are far superior to anything I’ve seen in the grocery store, and are organic, too.

She said that she’ll have tomatoes soon. I cannot wait. Grocery store tomatoes are ghastly imitations of the real thing. I remember real tomatoes, and I have high hopes that these will live up to my expectations.