yummy yummy cucumber!
when i was a kid… when we lived in millington tennessee, there was a guy down the road with a huge vegetable garden. occasionally i did my best peter rabbit impersonation, and snuck into said garden to snack. my favorite thing to eat in his garden was the cucumbers. they were so good. crisp and delicious and truly the flavor of a summer day.
since moving from there, i’ve longed for a cucumber as delicious as the ones i swiped from his garden. i’ve always chalked up the lack of equal flavor up to the cucumbers i get not being homegrown. i haven’t tasted a cucumber as delicious as those since i was 5 or 6 years old…
until yesterday.
i bought an english cucumber at the grocery store this weekend. i cut it up yesterday… i thought the texture of the “shaft” of the cucumber felt familiar (oh hush you perverts!) when i was slicing it, but i couldn’t place it… and when i put the first slice in my mouth, there it was. that flavor i’d been longing for. that delicious summer day flavor. and to think, if the cucumber seeds i planted last year hadn’t frozen and actually grew, i would have been very disappointed by the flavor.
hooray for english cucumbers!!!!
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