A sea of green…

One of my absolute favorite things about living outside of the city is that seasons finally really mean something. Winter is beautiful but very taxing on the soul and allows us to imagine balancing the weight of the world upon our shoulders in an endless drone of white. Despite the hardships of winter, what it really does is prepare us for the explosion of spring. There is no better way to want something so bad than to have been deprived of it for so long. In such a short time our landscape became dappled with colors that soothed our weathered minds and thawed our frost bitten hearts.

One of the first things to arrive amongst the avalanche of green are Ramps (a.k.a. Wild Leeks). They appear from one day to the next and scatter themselves across south facing slopes all over the countryside. Ramps are a spring treasure because they are one of the first forageable edibles of the year. They have a wonderful aroma of garlic and taste of tender onion. Recently I went out with a friend (Sean) in search of 30lbs of the stuff for a restaurant. They fetch a high price for a short period of time, in some cases they can go up to $10 a pound. In any case, the best thing about them is the fact that they come and then go. It’s a rare feat these days to only be able to enjoy something during the season it’s available. If they could be domesticated it would be the end of their luster.

field of ramps

ramps

ramps in hand

ramps 2

sea of ramp

sean 1

ramp scale

weighing ramp


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