for some reason, whenever I see zuccini flowers I always have hope in my heart. maybe it has something to do with the fact that I've never cooked with them but I know that I could probably make a decent dish with them. I cannot tell you how many cooking shows I've watched or articles that I've read on hot to fry them up to utter perfection. and every time they appear on a special menu, I make sure to order them....

they look so beautiful and innocent....not know what awaits them behin the next corner as they are swiftly purchased and taken home by the ever so courageous chef. I love that....

and of course....they never taste like flowers....they have that delicate texture....ever so faint perfume of summer and wonderful burst of colour.

maybe I'll take the plunge and finally bring them home with me instead of thinking about it....