This is a Patty Pan squash. There are millions of them, or will be upon our return to Cooter Hollow after a brief escape to other secluded lands. I have no idea what to do with these things.
I am, by most accounts, a responsible neophyte, as far as the garden grows. There’s nothing pretty about it, and the only ‘design’ to it was hoeing up more-or-less straight lines between the rows.
Moreover, in general, I’m just smacked to the gobs at the thought of ‘decorative gourds.’ I have no idea what kind of mind it takes to plough, hoe, weed, hill, weed and till and weed and weed again for something that serves as a centerpiece in an elementary school thanksgiving diorama, but okay, let them eat radishes.
But I found these squash that resemble UFOs and nobody’s ever heard of them, and the conspiracist and obscurantist in me exchanged giant streetwise high-fives and I planted a whole package of them.
So, I have lots- what can I do with them? Will they make soup? Good raw? Roasted with maple syrup? Any ideas? They sure are pretty. And given what I think of pretty things, I hope whatever there is to do with them involves smashing them into a tasty paste.