On Wednesday, April 18th, Dad and I drove to the farm to collect some wild leeks. This early spring plant brings back pungent memories. Dad would dig them every spring and the house would fill with the garlicky-onion smell which seemed to permeate the entire space. He was one of the few people who would eat them and the same smell would exude from his skin for days after. They are truly special!
Today Dad and I found lots of them. They are small but given time you can clean enough for your favourite recipe. Simply use them in place of onions or leeks. Tomorrow I will make a potato leek soup or what I describe as, spring tonic soup. Anything that smells that strong has got to be good for you. If you are unfamiliar with the wild leek check out the link below:
 |
| Dad shows me how to dig leeks. |
 |
| Checking out the harvest. |
 |
| Shaking off the dirt. |
 |
| Site of my organic garden. |
 |
| Room for lots of possibilities! |
No comments:
Post a Comment