Sunday Dinner

Sam and I cooked zucchini on the grill today. Actually, I did the cooking but Sam did most of the prep work. He diced the garlic - which he's getting pretty good at, and he sliced up the zucchini for me as well. I added the herbs, somewhat per his suggestion. It was a variation on  the concoction we use when we grill mushrooms.

I'm not big on vegetables , so I hedged my bets and also cooked some hamburgers, hotdogs, kielbasa, some chicken and a couple of other things that I found shoved in the freezer. Oh, and some corn on the cob - thirteen ears worth.

I saved cooking the zucchini for last. And since it took me pretty much all afternoon to cook everything else, Sam started eating and was done eating by the time I finished cooking it. So, I let it cool while I packaged up all of the other stuff, which I then had to wedge into the refrigerator. This took some doing.

By the time I managed to cram everything into the refrigerator, the zucchini was cool, so I took a few slices and put them in a bowl and put the bowl in front of Sam. He stared at it for a minute, and I think, had I asked, he would have come up with an excuse as to why he couldn't eat it. But I didn't ask. I just acted like it was a given that he would want some - and since he helped make it, I think he felt he was obligated.

Finally, he took a tentative bite. And then another. And then he polished them off. "That actually wasn't so bad" he said. I think he was more surprised than I was.

I hadn't counted on this. I half expected that he would hate it and I would have to dump it into the compost pile. But now, it looked like I was going to have somehow fit this into the refrigerator as well.