Tonight's supper

What you see here: slices of two yellow squash. Squash that grew here in our backyard. In suburbia.

We dunked the slices in egg, then in flour and seasoning, then pan-fried them. This, Internet, is the absolute best way to have squash. The Alpha, normally not a squash fan, ate his full share of this batch. (My grandmother might've called it "a mess of squash" rather than a batch, but we might not have had enough to qualify as a "mess." It was plenty for just the two of us, though.)

Also note the wooden fork being used to turn the squash, which was carved by my father-in-law. Nifty, eh? He does spoons, too. We keep telling him to start working craft shows, but he won't do it.

We may only be on a fifth of an acre, but we're trying to live closer to what little land is available. And this evening, the results were yummy.