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Like veg, but fried!

We are learning that when you grow your own veg you need to plan carefully. If you don't plan, then you end up with a glut of the same veg all coming along at the same time. Take the simple courgette for example, everyone grows them so you cannot give them away (but we took some of our friends Jackie and Richards courgettes, so maybe that is not strictly true that you cannot give them away). The courgette needs to be eaten, it won't keep too long and we are starting to get monster ones!

Our neighbour made a suggestion the other day, which was that at the start of the year we all get together and decide who is going to grow what veggies, then we share them out throughout the year. That way we have a 12 month growing cycle, never too much of one thing and everyone gets to have a bit of everything. Now, it is a good idea...I see the logic, in fact I applaud it. But isn't this how communism started...?

These are some of the veggies grown by our fair hands (well Peter's manly hands really but a lot of cheerleading from me). My new fave food is the humble courgette fritter (it's veg, but FRIED veg, it is very almost healthy!).

So here is how to create this feast:

Grate one courgette (make it a big one) along with an onion. Put into a bowl then add some herbs plucked straight from the garden (am I showing off now?). Put in a little cheese add two eggs (which reminds me, we must get some chickens) and 250gs of plain flower.
Mix it then put it in the fridge for a little while.
Heat up some oil (we've got some olive trees in the garden so come Winter we'll make our own oil, although everyone says you try it once and never bother again as it is too much trouble).
Mold the mixture into little patties and then fry them (hurrah) until they are nice and brown. Put onto kitchen paper to drain and serve with home made tzatziki (yogurt, cucumber and garlic) or home made salsa (our tomatoes are not red yet so we had to buy them!).
Totally yum.
But the best thing is when you serve them with some red wine bought from the local store for 11 euros! Look at the size of this monster box of wine and it's all mine I tell you, mine!

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