I wanted to share this photo with you because believe it or not, it actually has sentimental value for me. My 96-year-old grandfather was a tree surgeon back in Hollywood's heyday, and he served clients such as the Gabor sisters and Frank Sinatra. He has wonderfully funny stories to share about Hollywood celebs he worked for, and my mom remembers trick-or-treating in those lavish neighborhoods where the candy was presented on silver trays.
Anyway, just this summer my grandfather finally lost the ability to properly tend his beloved vegetables, and he sent a beautiful butternut squash up my way via my mom. I popped it in the oven, cooked it until tender, then pureed it and froze it for Christian. When he begins to eat solids soon, his first meal will be my grandfather's last squash.