I think this started when I lived with my sister.
Actually, I'm almost positive that's where it started.
You see, I never really ate veggies growing up, no matter what they were in. I always thought they were disgusting and my stomach would wretch just thinking about them.
My sister made some zucchini bread one summer and I tried it.
And I liked it. A lot.
Ever since then, my mouth watered every summer for it.
And now, it's a summer thing in our house. Every summer, almost. And thank God my mom grows zucchini.
