When I was growing up in Michigan, for a couple years there was a bumper crop of zucchini. Everyone had a surplus of zucchini. Not just a little more than they needed, but multiples of what they needed. You couldn't give it away.
People resorted to leaving shopping bags full of zucchini on their neighbor's porches. Doing it in the middle of the night ensured anonymity and completely negated the possibility of refusal.
It backfired once when we returned from gifting six or eight shopping bags (That was a typical daily surplus. The stuff is more prolific than kudzu.) to find ten new bags on our porch! The shopping bags were from two different supermarkets, so it was more than one neighbor delivering.