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I LOVE Spring. And one of my favorite parts of Spring is going to the Farmer’s Market. Yesterday I bought cucumbers and tomatoes for a salad and zucchini and yellow squash for a casserole. Ignoring the fact that Mr. Vanderbilt doesn’t eat squash or cucumbers. He’s been known to pick out the tomatoes to eat from the salad. We are, however, going to a cookout tonight where my offerings will hopefully be appreciated by the normal eaters of the world. (I say that…I don’t eat fresh tomatoes. I know, I’m weird.)
I also bought a basil plant. Which I do just about every year in hopes that it might stay alive. My friend Megs has this HUGE basil plant on her front porch and it makes me ache with jealousy. Sadly, I have the blackest thumb on the universe. I can’t figure out how to make anything grow. Inside or outside. My outside space is extremely limited (I have a tiny flower bed in front of the condo that they keep up and a concrete patio in the back) and mostly shady. It’s sad. I have such big dreams of someday having a yard where I can have a huge vegetable garden. I never bother to cross-reference this in my brain with the black thumb. Maybe SOMEDAY I will learn how to keep things alive. Watering them is probably a good start.
I think this desire stems from the fact that when I was really little and we lived in Indiana we had a big old veggie garden and I have really happy memories of helping my Daddy with it. He has a much greener thumb than I do. Once we moved to Virginia we had clay for dirt and lived in the middle of the woods–neither much conducive toward growing things.
So I am off to make my Summer Vegetable casserole (with major modifications so I can use what I have in the house). I am so excited about the cookout! It seems we’ve done very little socially yet and I could use some social time.