Asparagus was a very big treat when I was a kid. My grandparents didn’t grow it because Grandpa thought it tasted funny. So, we only got some now and again from neighbors or friends.

They were quite good; sort of like a combination of asparagus and a bitter green, like chard or collards.

When we get the stonework done under our deck next to the house, we are going to plant ostrich ferns there among the big rocks, so in later years, we can harvest a few of our own fiddleheads in the spring. Not enough to feast upon, but a few to taste and enjoy once or twice.

I love cherries, too–especially sour ones. They are my favorites–strawberries take the number two spot, with blackberries coming a close third, and blueberries and raspberries tied for fourth.

Speaking of spring vegetables - have you (or anyone here) ever tried fiddlehead ferns? I’m so curious about them, but I can never seem to find any at the farmers markets. Whole Foods had some overpriced and wholly unappetizing containers of them a while back, but needless to say, I passed.

The way you talk about ripe strawberries is the same way I talk about cherries - can’t. get. enough. I’ll sit and eat a bag of cherries like someone’s going to take them away from me.