I knew it was foolhardy when I did it. In May, planting a dozen zucchini seedlings in my newly expanded garden filled an empty space but I knew the planting would come at a cost. My grandfather and my dad had planted zucchinis year after year since my grandfather emigrated from Abruzzi Italy in the early 20th century. But I never had been responsible for the seasonal crop till this year. The men in my family knew how to manage these bountiful producers but for me it was a new experience and I paid for it. Things were going along... Read more →