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| Oconaluftee River, Cherokee, North Carolina |
When we took them inside to wash the roots, Riva said, "Can't you eat the tops too?" They were larger and more open grown that dandelions I usually pick for spring greens, but the flowers still hadn't opened in my yard. I washed the bowlful of tops in several changes of water and left them soaking when we went for a walk. When we came back, the tops had perked up quite a bit, and I thought, well, maybe we should make a spring stir-fry with them.
When I lived on the Skeena River in BC, I would pick tender semi-shade grown leaves of dandelion, some tops of the wild nodding onion (Allium cernuum), and if possible some morrel mushrooms, and make them into a dark and flavourful stir-fry, with tamari and sesame oil. The bitter greens taste good with the salty soy and flavourful oil, and feel very healthy as the first fresh greens. In fact we used to call it our first greens feast, by analogy to the first salmon feast traditionally held by the Gitksen 15 km upriver in Gitwangak.
Though I was uncertain of the quality of the tops today, I decided to try them. I enjoyed the southern collards cooked with bacon on my trip, so thought, why don't I try cutting some bacon and fry the greens in the bacon grease? The bacon I have is from Irving's Farm Fresh, a heritage Berkshire pork producer in central Alberta who sells at the Strathcona Farmer's Market. Since it was to be our dinner, I decided to cut a couple of chicken tenders and marinate them in tamari (gluten free for me now) and sesame oil. Riva finds onions don't agree well, so I grated fresh ginger instead. I took the opportunity to cook quinoa to go with the stir-fry; I rinse the grain once in water to rinse out some of the saponins before I boil it (2 parts water to one part quinoa). For the main course, I took out my little Indian wok. I started out cooking several thick meaty slices of the bacon, cut into strips, for the grease. Then I tossed in a sliced brown crimini mushroom, and the chicken breast with the marinade and stirred in the wok for a couple of minutes, and finally added the dandelion tops, which I had cut up into sections a couple centimeters broad. I cooked the mix until the dandelion tops had all wilted and the breast meat was cooked, and served it over the quinoa. We sat at the table on the back deck overlooking the garden and enjoyed the flavour of the spring in our bowls and the gentle green of the opening leaves in the yard. It was completely delicious. The first spring meal from my small plot of urban land. Our dinner tonight only used half of the tops, so we have another good meal in store. I'll have to report back later on the dandelion root coffee. There should be about a pound of roots to roast and prepare.
