Eatin' Zucchini

I recently took David with me to the Farmer's Market so he could experience it himself. He picked out four little zucchini. David definitely prefers vegetables raw, while I generally prefer them cooked (at least a little). Since we've been married David has probably eaten more cooked veggies than he ever wanted to, and I have slowly but surely been learning to buy, store, and serve raw veggies.

I've crunched through my fair share of carrots and celery over the years, but I can only remember eating raw zucchini once before this past week: in a delicious avocado/zucchini salad with lime juice and cilantro. When David sliced up a zuke (people call cucumbers cukes, so why can't we call zucchini zukes?) and served it with dip, I tried it . . . and liked it!

I'm getting so used to the idea that, when I was looking for a snack last night, I grabbed a zuke out of the fridge, poured myself a little dab of ranch dressing, and went to town. Why bother slicing?