Living among a bunch of agrarian people has its perks, especially around this time of year. Brandi texted me the other day and told me that one of our neighbors brought over a lot of squash and potatoes from his garden. I asked, "How much?" She replied, "Tons!"

Nice. I actually like squash ... the way Brandi makes it.

In Animal, Vegetable, Miracle, Barbara Kingsolver jokes that squash is so prolific that the few weeks of squash harvest season is the only time of year that country folk lock their home and car doors, for fear of someone foisting upon them yet another bag of squash. I'll say there's a hint of truth to that, but at this point we'll take all we can get. :-)