A three hour tour.

At the Farmer's Market the Kid always sees people walking around drinking out of these coconuts like it's freakin' Gilligan's Island or something. He kept begging me and begging me to get one. The real thrill is watching the guy open it, with giant machette chops right in yo face. Finally one day I gave in because the Kid does like fruit an awful lot, so what the heck. So I coughed up the $4 and wouldn't you know - he hated it.

It's basically just coconut flavored water, but still. I certainly wasn't going to drink it since it I am not a fan of coconut, no way no how. I figured the human eating machine aka the Baby, would be our garbage disposal and take care of it. Even he wouldn't touch it. I brought the thing home in hopes of making something with it, but just...no. Yuck.

Also at the market I saw some brocollini and almost fainted. Anything -ini or -ette, I will buy in a heartbeat. Gotta love the mini. I love brocollini because it's more tender than regular broccoli and also doesn't have that...smell. Do you know the smell I mean? Anyway, I cooked them up with a little bit of lemon zest and it was fabulous.I am always more than willing to spend money on broccoli. It's the Kid's favorite veggie - he eats the tops, the Baby eats the bottoms. Incredibly convenient and worthy of my hard earned cash. As for the coconut debacle - now I will have to take that $4 out of Kid's college fund to punish him. When you don't graduate college Kid, you can blame the coconut.

Lemon Pepper Broccolini, recipe