Just about every 12 months I plant cucumbers in my backyard garden. And just about every 12 months, my one plant will take in excess of the bed (climbing in excess of trellises set in position for other vegetables) and showers me with a each day supply of beautiful cucumbers.
This is all nicely and superior, as extensive as I remember to decide on them each day. As careful as I can be, hunting for cucumbers in the tangle of leaves and vines, I do miss them occasionally, only to discover a monster cuke hiding perfectly camouflaged below a leaf.
Like zucchini, left to their possess gadgets, cucumbers will develop to ginormous proportions, resulting in a thick-skinned, seedy bat.
What do do with excess significant cucumbers?
Make cucumber soup!