Can’t wait for the asparagus season to start. can you?
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Can’t wait for the asparagus season to start. can you?
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Aarghh! Spargel! Here in Germany, the seasonal arrival of the asparagus on the street markets is greeted with some awe and reverence. Proud, tumescent, white* stems are boiled in water and eaten with boiled potatoes, Hollandaise sauce and boiled ham, followed by boiled** strawberries. Innocuous when eaten, foul in its pungency when it pours out off you.
I’ll be happy when the season is over.
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* yes – white, not green
** well, not really – but some early strawberries are so raw, flavourless and crisp, you might as well cook them like tomatoes/carrots.
I don’t get the white stuff; always found it tasteless and fibrous. By far my favourite, though it can be hard to find, is the very fine stuff called ‘sprue’. Just blanch in boiling water and add a little butter and seasoning- bliss.
We have a small patch of asparagus in our garden. Cut and immediately roast for 5 minutes or so, drizzled with oil. Parmesan shavings over the lot, bread and butter. Bliss.
I’m more of a parsnip man to be honest. I dig asparagus, but there’s something otherworldy, almost beatific, about the parsnip. I gave Rick Wakeman my recipe for glazing them with honey and wholegrain mustard before roasting them, being sure to parboil them first and then butter them.
Mmm. Roast parsnips with curry mayonnaise. Also gert lush.
Right, I’m hungry now . . .
It’s been a bad year for mandrakes, sadly. I was up in Scotland trying to film the Loch Ness Phone Box Piss Puddle Monster and when I got home they had been jehova finger bone hexed with withering juju by the Low Fat Pasanda Vampires or somesuch recidivist occult miscreants. Anyway, the sky went puce and I’m trying to kick the celery.
Are you sure it’s the celery that’s the problem, Rob? Glad to see you back in any case.
Thanks. Thing is, radishes are a gateway. Next thing you know you’re chasing the celery like some crazed desert god ranting loon hermet.