While looking for forget-me-nots this afternoon, I came across another wild delight – wild mustard. It was all over the place. Every time I turned around, I saw more. Some of it was just starting to flower, but most of it was still covered with buds. I stuffed my pockets with as much as they would hold and brought it home.
Here’s my haul:
After picking all the buds off, this is what I had:
I threw some into the rice pot.
The rest went into the salad.
Yum! It tastes like tiny spicy broccoli. Now that I know where to find it, I plan to go back early next spring and pick the young greens.