spiny chayotes and fancy pork butt…

…nothing is really ever what it seems. This wicked little grenade conceals a very pleasant and refreshing cucumber-like squash, but I almost walked past it at the farmers’ market out of fear and perhaps a little disgust. I was searching for ideas for Mother’s birthday luncheon in Savannah – I wanted a new cultural challengeContinue reading “spiny chayotes and fancy pork butt…”