On Wednesday, before I picked up the last CSA of the season, I went to my parents' house. I went there for two reasons. First, I wanted to see my dad who had knee surgery last week, but is now up and walking around on crutches. Second, I wanted to do some gardening.
I left the remaining carrots in the ground, since they keep well there, and knew I was getting some from the CSA. I picked a lot of zucchini, though. And two potatoes, two butternut squash, and a pumpkin. And I brought some questionable onions home with me.
I'm not kidding about the zucchini. I picked a Lot. NINE.

The dog ate part of one, because the flower end was starting to rot.
Okay, so they weren't particularly
large zucchini, like
some of the ones I harvested this summer. In fact, they were downright puny:

but they're still zucchini (and that is a votive candle).
I made the rest for dinner tonight, along with an eggplant I picked up at my local Thursday Farmers' Market,

two CSA onions and one questionable onion from my garden,

(The onions my dad and I grew are all spotty and slightly soft.)

a quart of homemade tomato puree from Thursday Market tomatoes,

and some garlic powder, because I don't have any real garlic at the moment.

Okay, okay, I also threw in the 16 ounce package of button mushrooms from California that I bought at the grocery store last week.

I mixed this veggie goodness with a package of curly pasta that my husband requested from the grocery store. Voila. Dinner for two, and a whole lot of leftovers.
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