An Ode to Winter Greens

摘要

When I was 8 years old, our next-door neighbor put in an asparagus bed and I made the life-changing discovery that the brine-soaked, gray-green mush from the Green Giant can bore no relation to the crisp, pencil-thin stalks with the delicate flavor I began to look forward to every spring. This was the 1960s; at the time I'm not sure I realized that food had seasons.