Zucchini Season Brings out Ruthlessness in Everyone

I’m staring at a baseball bat-sized zucchini sitting on my kitchen counter, pondering whatever I’m going to do with it. The grower of this monster, my brother Todd, had sneaked it onto my back porch when I was looking the other way. Because no one is more ruthless than a gardener with a garden full of zucchini.

Garrison Keillor once said the only time Lutherans in Lake Wobegon lock their car doors in the church parking lot is in August. Otherwise they are likely to come out of Sunday service to find that someone has left a grocery bag full of zucchinis on the front car seat.

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