So I’ve been posting these articles for a while now, and some of you probably wonder why the hell anyone would get pleasure from eating food you had to wander around in the woods to get, much of the time at much greater effort than say, gardening or just going to the store.
You, yes YOU can tap your own maple tree.
Oh, little acorn. So ubiquitous and wee, the stuff squirrel dreams are made of.
So I’ve been telling you all the things you can eat, but what about something to drink? What if you’re hiking in the woods and get lost and run out of water?
Pine trees? Really Hannah? You bet your sweet ass!
So I kind of knew in the ether that is the filing cabinet of my brain that cattails were edible; the thing is I didn’t realize just HOW FUCKIN’ EDIBLE THEY ARE.
It took me a while to actually figure out what this was. It grows in my yard, and my two forage-y friends told me it was edible, but they couldn’t remember the name. What they did remember was the incredible lemony flavor of this little clover-like plant. I’d wanted to write about this for awhile, […]
A few months ago two of my friends came over for a tour of my garden and some om nom noms.
“What is a weed?” Ralph Waldo Emerson wrote. “A plant whose virtues have not yet been discovered.”