The turnips that I'd bought two weeks ago were still good, so the turnips hit the ovens and the greens met their fate with the kale. I flavored them with those crazy curls shown above, known as garlic scapes and cut off the garlic plant to give energy to the bulb. They have this incredible creamy, sweet garlic flavor that makes me smile just to think about it.
But all of this green was just a backdrop for those wild strawberries -- the first of the season. I love strawberries, but supermarket strawberries are not strawberries. They are oversized, bland, impostors. And while these little guys were a bit sour, they had huge flavor compared to those grocery-store strawberries.
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And why are there only three in the picture? My brother had gone to a bachelor party, took our shared camera, and didn't return until Sunday. By then, I'd emptied most of the bag of wild strawberries. And seconds after the photo was taken, those last three disappeared, too.