Zucchini Bikini

What reminds me of summer (almost as much as a hot pink bikini) are fresh market stalls bulging with home grown vegetables: screen doors slamming, the whir of an attic fan, friends and family hauling armfuls of fresh, sweet zucchini, squash and tomatoes from their own or neighboring gardens.

Cheeks and foreheads are pink from the sun and sweat glistens on the brows of those jubilant enough to have produced such crops. I envision my mother bicycling to the farm where she has cultivated a little plot of her own, rich with plump heirloom tomatoes, petit, egg-shaped globe carrots and other such niceties. She tends this garden as she would small children, pedaling to and from the little plot each morning and evening, often with my father in tow. She worries over the size of her zucchini, whether they have grown too large to be perfectly sweet and tender; she fusses at the opossums and offending deer. She cradles fresh plucked watermelon and cantaloupe in her arms, with the promise of making little chins and fingers sticky with juice once at home again.

My mother’s tenderness for all things grown continues to imprint itself onto her children. As a child, I idolized brussel and alfalfa sprouts. Eating an artichoke was both fascinating and delicious. I loved snapping peas and shucking corn. My most favorite thing in the world was split-pea soup. But, as I have learned with age, this adoration for my beloved legumes is rare.

An art I have been subject to learn, as a teacher of young children, is that of vegetable disguise. I incorporate artichoke, broccoli and carrot in quiche, blueberries in brownies and avocado in grilled cheese. However, as far as summer is concerned, I hone in on the zucchini. I dice, slice, peel and grate this silky green and marvelously versatile veggie, its creamy flesh lending perfectly to corn, lemon and thyme.

Two dishes that are just as grown-up in flavor as they are kid-friendly are zucchini-ricotta fritters served with lemon slices (or ketchup should your child prefer) and a moist zucchini cornbread prepared in a loaf pan. Both burst with flavor and if they don’t remind you of summer from here on out, I’ll send you a hot pink bikini!

http://www.foodandwine.com/recipes/zucchini-ricotta-fritters

http://www.bonappetit.com/recipes/2011/07/zucchini-cornbread

Porks & Prawns

When I was young, summer smelled of honeysuckle, magnolia, a fresh-cut lawn and juicy pork chops. If I close my eyes, I see my dad's watchful eye hovering above the grill, returning every three minutes from the kitchen.

If I follow my dad inside, he'll be spinning my mother around to old Van Morrison or Frank Sinatra. Watching their faces, I see that they are smiling, sometimes laughing, with eyes often closed; anticipating their familiar dance partner's every move.

Tonight, I am back home, not quite as young. But, summer smells relatively unchanged. An occasional perfume of gardenia floats beneath my nose, replacing the wisteria of my youth. And, prawns replace pork's former place on the grill. The music has been updated to pop-crooner Lenny Kravitz, who screeches, "American wommman," as my mother shimmies in circles around my dad.

It is always nice to be home, no matter pork or prawn. Everything's more delicious when made while dancing with those you love.

Dad's Prawns with Lemon-Garlic Butter:

Olive oil for coating

Spice rub:
1 Tbl. sweet paprika
1 Tbl. garlic powder
1 tsp. lemon pepper
2 tsp. salt

24 large prawns

Lemon-Garlic Butter:
1/2 c. salted butter
zest of one lemon
juice of one lemon
4 cloves garlic, minced
1/4 tsp. cayenne pepper

16 wooden skewers, soaked for thirty minutes

Coat prawns with rub and thread onto skewers.
Melt butter in saucepan, stirring in lemon juice and zest, garlic and cayenne. Reserve half for basting, the other for serving.

Grill over direct heat, turning once or twice to baste, until evenly pink.

Serve immediately to jazzy tunes of choice!