Clubbed to death by a giant courgette
We always grow too many courgettes. Four plants for a family of three is ridiculous. I thought I had persuaded Ian that two plants would be fine this year but somehow he sneaked another one in. So three plants should be better than the four we had last year. They should be producing enough to use and to give away but not so much that I can't get in the door for piled up produce. But nobody told them. The hot July sun and now the intense stormbursts of rain are making courgettes bubble up out the garden like the suds from the bucket in The Sorcerer's Apprentice. Turn your back on them for an hour or so and they grow from this, rather beautiful and demure flower: to this (note egg cup for size!) So yesterday was courgette day. All day long I cooked with courgettes. I made courgette soup. This is easy and really delicious. 1 onion, chopped 1 glove of garlic, chopped 1-2 cm piece of root ginger, crushed or chopped 3-4...