Dandelions! How they grow when there a few warm days with sunshine!
Previous generations welcomed the arrival of dandelions every spring. Leona Matteson Tasilllo, our beloved "Auntie Snip" went out into the garden and orchard on this old family farm every spring with her paring knife to harvest dandelions well into her 90s. Then she'd carefully wash and cook them and leave a message that we should stop at her place on our way home from work to pick up the greens for our dinner.
I have to admit I wasn't much of a fan of dandelion greens until I tried Auntie Snip's offering. Now both Arthur and I forage in our hoop house every spring for those tender greens while outside the snow still blankets the yard.
My grandfather loved dandelion greens too. He writes:
"Some folks are as delighted over the advent of the odiferous leek as I am over the appearance of the lowly dandelion. Everybody to his or her own liking. Dandelions were on the menu at this domicile Monday night. Best food I've had since last dandelion season."
"Dandelions are blooming in most delightful profusion all over the landscape. Some folks cuss 'em but with the green of the May grass, they are beautiful just the same."
I came across this clipping from a 1975 edition of The Potter Enterprise, from the Womanwise column penned by Muriel Lindhome. Mildred Bashline and her husband Stanley had a small rustic cabin on Denton Hill and a big vegetable and flower garden. The last I knew, her blueberry bushes, trapped behind their falling-down chicken wire fence, still bear fruit, likely enjoyed only by the catbirds and robins.
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Thanks for the wonderful reminder of the glories of spring edibles. I used to eat Mildred’s cooked dandelions along with a good “mess” of leeks picked by Stanley. My grandparents kept a huge garden surrounded by forests, deer and marauding blue jays. It was no easy task keeping out the critters.
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