Anyway, he brought me a present this weekend.
Seriously, I should have taken a good photo of it. It was about the size of my cat. Probably 8 pounds. No joke.
So I googled recipes on Saturday to figure out what to do with it.
I decided on a zucchini egg bake. You shred the zucchini in a food processor, fry it a little on the stovetop, and bake with eggs and cheese.
So on Sunday morning, I began my work.
But do you know how long it takes to shred and fry that much zucchini? I had to do it in batches. Many, many batches.
(I should note that the kitchen is the hottest room in my apartment in the summer, even without turning both the stovetop and oven on.) I don't want to say I was "hysterical" by the fourth batch, but things weren't looking great.
Finally, after many hours of cooking and sweating and washing dishes, the zucchini bake was done.
You guys can probably see this coming, can't you?
Yep. Goddamnit, that's what I get for trying.