So last Saturday morning, my partner and I went to do our weekly grocery shopping. I had been home ridden for the past week due to health issues so I was glad I could go this time. We had decided to do butter-squash soup this Sunday so while I was searching for pearl onions for another recipe (a beef and porc honey mustard stew if you are curious) he went to pick up the squash.
I didn’t get to see the one he picked nor when I went home because I had to go upstairs to put away our bathroom supplies and make our bed (that I left open to allow the mattress to breath before leaving).
It is an important part to understand the upcoming surprise I got when I open the fridge a couple hours later to grab something.
Reenactment of the scene:
Open the door to grab the mustard. I picked it up and shut the door back, my mind wandering on random thoughts. Then suddenly I froze. My brain had caught on something it wasn’t not sure of. Something that definitely shouldn’t be in my fridge. I immediately reopened the door and saw this:
A big orange butt, mooning proudly in my fridge, like a person peacefully sleeping in my veggie drawer, their ass exposed to all the world to see.
My partner didn’t even notice the beautiful attributes of this cucurbit until I exploded in laughters. And they put it in the fridge! How could they not have noticed?
Thus for two days straight I had to look at this juicy rear every time I wanted to grab something.
I gotta say, this was one sexy butter squash