They failed to consider the consequences. An excess of zucchini means zucchini for dinner every night. And they are none too fond of it. This is just the tip of the iceberg...
Sunday night we had grilled zucchini and onions, compliments of their father.
Monday night I was working, so they escaped the zucchini juggernaut.
Tuesday night I made a fresh zucchini salad, though I substituted hot honey mustard for Dijon, and veggie dip for yogurt, and left out the chives altogether. (Still a delicious recipe well worth trying.)
Last night I made a skillet summer squash recipe (the internet is my friend when I have an excess of one ingredient) that was very good.
In desperation, the boys were driven to get their farmstand up and running today so they could move the zucchini and squash out of my sight, and then presumably I wouldn't be tempted to serve up yet another squashy side dish tonight.
(ETA: They came up with the name and sign themselves; I had nothing to do with it!)Last year Primo and Secondo each made about $50 and donated roughly the same amount to their 4H club. I'll keep you posted on how the amigos do this year. The older two are in agreement, however, that business is definitely strongest when "Little Neddy Nederlander" (aka Terzo) is out there with the goods.