Happy Father's Day to all you dad's out there! Today was to be the first of Brian's (hence the D-Day- which stands for due date, not dooms day!), but it seems its just not meant to be. This little rascal wants to hang out with just me a little longer.
For a little treat, today I made some zucchini bread muffins. Growing up in Ohio, this used to be the true sign of summer for our family. My mom and dad would always grow an amazing vegetable garden that included corn, tomatoes, green beans, peas, and zucchini (and probably other stuff I don't remember). Like most children, I assume, I remember whining about snapping beans and peas and having to help out with canning tomatoes. Of course now I wish that I had paid more attention! But the one part about having a great garden was all the bread we would make with the zucchini. My mom had this giant silver mixing bowl that could fit triple batches from which we'd make 4 loaves, sometimes to share with my grandparents or we'd just eat it all! So even though I didn't grow the zucchini for the bread, it still feels good to carry on a summer tradition from the good old OH.