A farmers market recently opened within walking distance of our home, and so the past couple of Sunday mornings we've enjoyed the luxury of heading over there to see what treasures they are vending. True to the season, there was local asparagus and wild ramps today, and I happily bought a bunch of both.
"Have you ever cooked with ramps before?" the young cashier asked me as he weighed my purchase.
I admitted I had not. "What's your advice?" I asked, for I can certainly recognize a kid who is dying to share what he knows.
He shrugged. "Oh, Google is the way to go to find a recipe," he began modestly, "and many will tell you that the greens are good, but I've never tried them."
He paused.
I nodded.
"So if you ask me? I like them sauteed. Add them to eggs and they're very good, but with asparagus?" He lifted my bundle and placed it in the bag. "They're heaven!"
Yes they are.
"Have you ever cooked with ramps before?" the young cashier asked me as he weighed my purchase.
I admitted I had not. "What's your advice?" I asked, for I can certainly recognize a kid who is dying to share what he knows.
He shrugged. "Oh, Google is the way to go to find a recipe," he began modestly, "and many will tell you that the greens are good, but I've never tried them."
He paused.
I nodded.
"So if you ask me? I like them sauteed. Add them to eggs and they're very good, but with asparagus?" He lifted my bundle and placed it in the bag. "They're heaven!"
Yes they are.
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