Whether it's just one of these plants that takes your fancy, or all of them, I hope you'll embark on a little adventure close to home, and have a few wild green feasts this spring.
I tell my medical students and graduate students that these sudden outbreaks remind me of the movie Ghostbusters – a floating green blob feasts at a hotel table, a skeleton drives a taxi, but no one has yet figured out the unifying theme that explains all the weird behavior.
For a Moscow resident like me, the city is a luscious feast of green, with no hint of winter on its palm-lined avenues even as snow blankets the capital.
A big box of asparagus, the first grass-green taste of the feast to come, harbinger of ripe tomatoes and tiny broad beans, courgette flowers and fragrant berries; to me, it seems a minor miracle.
The "sometimes difficult crucifers," as she labels the cabbage family in her table of contents, throw forth an unexpected feast: collard greens soup with sweet potatoes and crumbled coconut butter, Tuscan kale with anchovy-garlic dressing, cauliflower soup with coconut, turmeric and lime.
