When I was a kid, if you didn’t lock your car doors at a certain time of year, the back seat would have at least two bags of zucchini on it when you came back.
That's just down-right mean...
I actually like zucchini. We had one the other day that was about 3.5 inches in diameter and a foot long. Made three big loaves of bread out of it.
That’s why you never leave your car unlocked in Amish country. You come back to find the car filled with zucchini bread.