Saturday, August 1, 2015

I Crack Myself Up ...

... "pretending" I am any sort of a cook.  I can aspire to having a daughter and a daughter-in-law who can claim that fame.

Me, I'd call myself adequate, but infrequency is my weakness, and there's no avoiding that anymore!

However, my painter gave me this:

... which turned into this:
 (a yellow zucchini with only a faint hint of seeds)

which turned into this: