The wife went ape planting summer squash and zucchini this year. I can't begin to tell you how many ways I've prepared it. I feed some to the chickens, but they won't be able to eat it all. I think I might go to Walmart, look for unlocked car doors, and toss squash in. Or possibly call those supposed homeless cardboard sign people over to the car, and when they think they're getting a buck or two, I'll hand them a squash or two.