I read this weekend in Blue Ridge Outdoors that an estimated 80 million gallons of pesticides are used each year to eradicate dandelions—a plant that is edible from roots to flower—from our yards. Because we must have an unsullied vista of green grass. That's the kind of depressing stat that makes you wonder if there's any hope for humanity.
My favorite view is a field (or lawn) filled with dandelions, and yet people are always so angry with them, spiteful, downright murderous toward them
I'm not sure why.
I've never eaten them, though. Are they made with vinegar, like we in Maine do with fiddleheads?
Posted by: turn68 | November 18, 2009 at 07:24 PM