Once again my annual spring kickoff coincides with the appearance of the lowly but lovely and delicious..fiddlehead
An ever watchful Ray and I
were
off on our quest this week to "our" favorite spot to check on the
status of the delicate and delectable early spring Maine morsel.
The
conditions this cold and wet spring have been ideal with lots of runoff
that has flooded over the beds and deposited a new layer of stream silt
and sand in which fiddleheads seem to thrive .
And
to our delight we were rewarded with a small area of the protruding,
onion skinned covered "greens". I'm not really sure if they are "greens"
(like dandelion and beet) but they sure are green against the browns
and greys of an immature spring.
Any
fiddleheader , who's worth their salt pork, knows that they are the
best when still tightly curled up and still in their fiddlehead form.
In short order we had accomplished what we came for...
Our first mess of fiddleheads..
And soon they were cleaned and ready for the pot and our supper table.
WICKED GOOD!!!!
