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I ate my first artichoke in New Orleans in the French Quarter
I was a teenager on the town at Antoine’s, an establishment so fine
It arrived looking exotic, next to a giant bowl of melted butter
I was instructed in the art of thistle consumption, then treated to a sip of wine
I don’t remember the rest of the menu or what else we ate for supper
I decided to adopt flower tasting as a permanent feature of my lifestyle design
My parents didn’t bother with the labor intensive green gourmet delight
I liked the way it revealed itself, required each leaf to be a separate bite
I have a vivid memory of the atmosphere and the formal setting we had
It was fun to discover a dish I loved to eat, with the bonus that it irritated my dad
Poetry of all kinds can be found to read and enjoy during the month of April. Ride the poetry train here.
My garden grows more important to me all the time. Growing fruit trees and grape vines is satisfying and tricky too. We have to keep the birds and pests from consuming too many of the products. This year we are lucky with a big peach crop. They are tiny, cling peaches you can pop right into your mouth in one bite. Leaving them on the tree to ripen fully makes for a very full flavored peach. They are getting ripe this week, and I plan to get more than the birds. We are eating and sharing globe artichokes now, and starting to have ripe tomatoes. We make and drink lots of tea and flower essences. The herbs are used for baths, cooking, and tea mixtures. The Lakota squash might be a healthy crop, but it and the Jerusalem artichokes are new crops for us this season. So far, everything looks happy and healthy.