I’m a little surprised, after quite a few years of gardening, that a perennial poking it’s new growth out gets me as excited as it does. That little piece of happiness is something I cherish about growing things – a simple pleasure embodied in change that by its nature forces abstinence, making its re-visit in a year as pleasureful as the year before. I look forward to my apple tree blooming all year. I’m starting to feel this way about seasonal eating in general. Eating foods at their optimum and then abstaining isn’t about philosophically based self punishment, but rather about optimum enjoyment of life – about being happy.
So on the heels of thyme’s brief offering is the first observed sign of new growth of the year. Tasty growth. This is wild chive. I started a bunch of clumps from seed from the Bedrock Seed Bank – an important resource to me for indigenous edible plants and grasses that now scatter my yard. [note that this is indeed 'wild chive', not the 'nodding onion' I so often refer to, and love deeply...it's not up yet]
Chive grows quickly, thankfully, as it is one versatile allium. Last spring my then 3-year-old’s favorite breakfast to make herself [I always handle the heat and knives, she does the rest]: beurre noisette, scrambled egg, and freshly picked wild chive. That will most certainly be on the culinary agenda this week. Ah, spring.