By day we returned to hot and humid.
In the meantime I finally picked the ripe eggplant and read up on how to cook it to make it taste like anything.
It appears there are two choices; pretend it's fried chicken and fry accordingly or moosh it up and add bread crumbs, tomato sauce, a ton of seasonings and cheese.
Which leads me to believe these beautifully colored things have got to be used for something else. On their own, they have no flavor and they're often slippery on the way down.
They're off my planting list for next year. Sorry, guys.
1 comment:
I'm with you on eggplant.
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