This isn’t a foodie blog, but I couldn’t resist
posting a photo of the first ranch-grown asparagus of spring. Sure, some of the
spears are rather stubby, but it was snowing during this morning’s harvest,
so I felt compelled to rescue everything over an inch tall.
Dan Weber, a friend whose family has farmed in the
area for generations, tells us that the German immigrants who first settled
here brought their treasured asparagus plants from the mother country. Feral descendants
of their hardy Spargel now populate
ditchbanks and fencelines all over the Basin, providing great sport for
asparagus-hunters of all nationalities—and tonight, a delicious asparagus
omelette for our table.
“And let fall some handfuls for her on purpose
and let them lie there for her to glean….” –RUTH 2:16 (AMP)
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