I would be among the most boring of all vegetables if it weren't for being schizophrenic. For a start, I have two names - zucchini and courgette. Being somewhat Italian and somewhat French also causes problems of identification for greengrocers. My local greengrocer labels my larger siblings 'zucchinis', and my smaller brothers 'courgettes' or sometimes 'baby courgettes'. I am sometimes told that I am actually a squash, adding further to my problems. Some people even confuse me with the Lebanese cucumber.
So am I one, two or three vegetables? Am I French or am I Italian? What really should I be called? What good am I?
Actually, I am one of the most versatile vegetables any cook could have in the kitchen. I feature in recipes for breakfast, brunch, lunch, afternoon tea, dinner and supper. I can be sliced thick, thin or lengthwise, cut into matchsticks, stuffed, mashed, pulped or blended.
I can be eaten raw, boiled, stewed, fried, sautéed, roasted, grilled or baked. I can enhance a salad, slaw or soup, be made into biscuits or bread, added to noodles, or become the main ingredient in crepe gratin. Add me to rice, couscous, pasta or quinoa, enhance me with passata, walnuts, parmesan, lemon, dried cranberries - whatever you can think of.
I am but a miserable, boring, flavourless vegetable, but I can win every time with my multi-use, multi-personality.
Clare McBeath Zucchini and smoked cod fritters
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