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Susan Baker's avatar

I attended college in western Massachusetts. In the fields around the college and along the railroad tracks wild asparagus grew. We would take buckets out hunting the wild asparagus, bring our bounty back to the dorm where we would cook it all and drizzle it with melted butter...heavenly! Thanks for your writing which ,so often ,evokes great memories!

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Bryn Robinson's avatar

Do you have fiddleheads over there? Similar season, similar risks of overcooking. I find it can taste like asparagus, but as an unfurled fern (say that 5x fast), it grows all over the place. And also like asparagus, if it’s soggy, it better be in a puréed soup!

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