I don't know why

So.

The garden.

I'm growing cucumbers.  Don't ask me why.  I don't know.  It sounded cool to grow cucumbers.  And actually cucumber plants are really fun.

(Amazingly, I don't have any good pictures of my cucumber plants.   I don't know what happened.  But trust me, they are very cute.  And fun.)

But they make cucumbers.  I can't remember the last time I ate cucumber.  I know it was in a salad though.  Probably at Outback Steakhouse and I haven't been there in years.

So all of this results in me having cucumbers that just sit on my counter.  Sometimes I manage to give them away but I've already composted some of them.  I know.  It's terrible.

I've looked online for cucumber recipes, but most of them are some sort of creamy dill sauce cucumber dip thing.  And I even made it once and took it to a party where no one, including me, ate any.

But then I remembered my roommate in college eating cucumbers.  She sprinkled them with Lucas Limon salt and just ate them.  Just like that.

Excuse me for a minute.  I'm going to go see if I can find her on Facebook.

Nope.  She's not there.

Anyway, thinking about her gave me an idea.  I have lemon juice. I have lime.  I have salt.  Can I make my own Lucas and then eat cucumbers that way?

We'll see.  I pulled seven cucumbers off the vine today.  I sliced one up and put it on a place, I squeezed the lime on it.  I splashed some lemon juice on it.  Then I put the plate in the fridge, because it seems like this will taste better if the cukes are cold.  Soon, I will take them out and sprinkle them with salt.  And then I'll let you know.

UPDATE:  Officially, it's awful.  Don't try it.  Dylan won't even eat it.