Tuesday, June 19, 2012
Travelgrrl's enjoyable blog mentioning yellow squash from her neighbor's giant garden made me remember a poem from my sister many years ago:
O, green peas are pleasers, and turnips are tops,
And rutabaga's one of our noblest crops,
But the star of the spread,
whether banquet or nosh,
is the glorious, golden, crook-neck summer squash!
You can turn up your nose
At those turnips and beans,
Go sparsely with parsley,
scorn corn by all means . . .
but never, oh never, no never, by gosh,
neglect to serve golden crook-neck summer squash!