Friday, April 10, 2020

Harbingers of Spring--

No matter that you have to buy them from a farmer wearing protective gloves and a mask at the moment, or that spending $5 for a bunch of these feels awkward after stopping in the middle of a hike to forage what seemed like an entire field of them in the Catskills last year...  It warmed my heart to chop these up and toss them into a frittata this morning.

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