I have a problem.
Don’t get me wrong – I recognize my astounding good fortune in having an overabundance of fresh, beautiful vegetables. But it’s still a problem.
Last night, arriving home in the dark after an epic day of running from yoga to garage sale to feed store to grocery store, getting stuck in thigh-deep mud (wearing a mostly-white sundress, no less) and experiencing car-related worries, I was faced with a fridge full of produce that demanded to be eaten. NOW.
I did what any reasonable person would do under the circumstances: I made a stew.
Summer squash? Check. Chard? You bet. Eggplant? Naturally. Green beans, leftover tomato sauce, a bunch of basil, onions, garlic, parsley? Of course. A splash of week-old sauvignon blanc? Why not?
I ate the resulting stew with mashed potatoes; it was delicious.