Ramped Up

Marvelous when gently sautee'd over a Low fire in a Stainless Steel pan, in Real Butter (NEVER Margarine) a Third of a cup of a Good Semi-Dry White (I recommend Orvieto) a pinch of Onion Powder(NOT Onion Salt) and a pinch of Sea Salt ... When wilted but not blackend, bed them on a moderate sprinkle of Chow Mein Noodles, and put them next to anything you want ... I like them with Chicken, or Lamb Chunks stewed in an Iron Dutch Oven in Olive Oil and a cup of My Aunt Rivvy's Sliwowitz ... Good to have some fresh Pita Bread alongside, with a bowl of Olive Oil & Fresh squeezed Lime Juice to dip in,  and a copious supply of Rose', chilled very slightly ....... ( Spain produces some great Rose' that is stout, but not offensive ...) If desired, sprinkle a few Sesame Seeds over all the plate before you serve .......

Never heard of them.

But now I have.

Will look for them.

And, thanks to JALOPKIN, I will know how to eat them.

Thanks a bunch.

IVAN.......................thanks for making me drool so early in the morning...................I'm on my way over..................mmmmmmmmmm..................................
 
When I taught at a hippie free school in Ohio I had a student who was really into nature and was just this brilliant kid. He invited me over for dinner & he took me for a nature walk in the woods behind his house. He had a secret place filled w/ ramps & I had to promise that I would not reveal his secret ramp stash.
 
Good morning LOT & RY.........................

Just last week, my protege, Executive Chef at Craftsteak Foxwoods called and said "I can smell the ramps!" Like most things, taking the best possible ingredients and doing the least to them is the best choice. iVAN's recipe sounds wonderful and would translate well to spinach, arugula, scallions etc.

Grilled ramps...oh yeah. Cooked in butter, definitely. Tossed in a salad. Nature's way of saying "First call...much more to come."

Goodness sakes! An allium is an allium. It's onion-y. Tastes good, gives you halitosis, makes you fart.

Nothing can MAKE you fart. Farting is a choice.  We
choose when and where we fart, how we fart amd in which musical Key we fart.
Farting can and should be a beautiful thing.  To fart properly is an art.  cf. The Art of the Proper Fart by Fredrich Arthur Macher. Sorry Hazel, sorry Village,
just ramping up for the weekend. don't Send don't Send don't Send dammm.

"let your wind go free wherever you be, cause holding mine in is what killed me."

Laughing gas will help you to ascend to heaven faster....this funny St. Patrick Philosophy....!!!! by the way in all seriousness....***Performance of duties must sincerely and positively reflect consideration and concern and inspire confidence whenever interacting with another person---patient, visitor of employee or member of medical staff...this is St. Patrick Philosophy .....somehow this month," I  wanted to tie it in" our discussion....since... even as of yet,dietitians are still underpaid and do not get reimbursement for their Dietary Counseling even if it is March 23 2012...no reimbursement from insurance companies for medical nutrition therapy or weight management counseling...in my statePA....21st Century...hmmmm...also it is by law that every hospital have a person on staff that speak foreign langauges...to be able to communicate to foreign people before signing mediacal surgical releases.etc...by Law,!!!! now that Autism is an epidemic...and the children in number growing... are adult ...it should by by Law...that every hospital care center have a "Autism Specialist"...lets not wait another day...I have been thinking and telling this for years.....Help Autism Awareness...!!!!d Autism is a whole nother Langauge....  Bear Leek is something I am going to search, seek, and find....in the woods....thanks Mr. Peterman.

Hmmmm.   Looks like the stuff I've been firebombing out of my flower beds for ages.   Maybe I'd better go out and taste one.

paolos~ a supressed fart is liberated by laughter, almost to the point of levitation.
 

blame the dog

My Marine Drilll Instructor pontificated Sweating and farting is a lack of discipline." I'll have an order of ramps please. And a cup of Joe...I'd like it stronger than mule piss please with the foam farted off, Thanks.

Pinto beans with bacon fat and "lil onions" served with cornbread is a staple and tasty with sweet relish. By the way Cracker Barrel's crust-less coconut cream pie a Spring novelty treat is very tasty especially with the crunchy baked coconut on the top.

Oh yes. I forgot. I'd like a pre-dinner drink. Do you have George Dickel? make it a George Dickel and Mellow Yellow, please.

Now what was that wonderful French movie set partly at a French farmhouse with a fat, ugly stinky big farty old dog....and everytime the dog farted the woman laughed.It made her soooo happy....something to do with WWII....

I used to find ramps in the Vermont woods.....think we called it wild garlic and used it like garlic too. Garlic and all sorts of alums and onions are all great culinary loves of mine. Also fiddleheads which are next up....but if I pick mine what will I do for ferns?

JALOPKIN---(is that the same as IVAN) ....You always make me droool...I am still dreaming of orange cheesecakes!.................................................................................A daughter coming up from NYC was tasked to bring a bialy with her--a now long ago topic having ignited a bialy lust-- and did along with enough bagels to fill my freezer for a year. Was a disappointing bialy, tho....rather dry and not enough onion. Inviting everyone for a bagel breakfast....with very good cream cheese and super smoked salmon.Need to get my freezer space back!

On a wall in the office of a self-important businessman I was visiting with a friend, hung a marvelous unframed, dry-mounted 12x20 photograph.
It was the kind of thing that makes foodies weak in the knees: two crispy nine inch brook trout, fried potatoes, sautéd morels and wild onions under a sprinkling of crushed pistachios in shallow, square, well seasoned cast iron pan.
Oddly, the guy had quite a story to go with it: where it had taken place (Upper Michigan), how long it had taken to forage the mushrooms and ramps, catch the trout and how delicious it had all been.
The problem being: the left hand in the picture was the one hanging from the end of my left arm, same wedding ring same four inch knife that I pulled from a pocket to prove the point.
A photo processor had stolen the image and printed it off for him… the embellishments had been his own.
He was right about one thing: it had been a meal that not everybody has a shot at and it was delicious… gathered, caught, cooked and photographed by my friend Jim and eaten by me in the early spring of 1978 on the shoulder of Gilman Road in Waupaca County, Wisconsin.
 

Breeze, you'll find that some of the folks that post here have been doing it for so long--they're all old friends now and call each other by their real names. Jalopkin/Ivan is a favorite and always describes wonderful food!   I was also thinking about fiddleheads--I would think you would sacrifice the fern for the fiddlehead but I really don't know. I eat a whole lot better than I forage...

Stoney, that's wild!  What are the odds?  I'm going to have to try these rants. Never heard of them, but will try anything once. Will they still be around when Morels come in season? I've gone morel hunting with friends. I'm lousy at finding them, but my friends like me and share their find with me. I have much better luck hunting them at the local coop.  Which is where I will look for rants this weekend.  I'll try Ivan's recipe!

BREEZE:  How old was the Bialy ???  How far did it have to travel ???  How was it packaged ??? and what Shop was it made in ???
 
It is most unfortunate that the Premier Bialy Bakery in New York, was bought-out by a Raghead Group, in the last three or four Months ... Two different Bakers can follow exactly the same Recipe, and get different results ... Baking is Science ... its all about the Touch ... Same reason there are Good  Kissers, and others who just don't have, The Touch ....... One must try different Produce until one finds what satisfies, because it is Right ....... Don't be disappointed ... rather, consider yourself enlightened ... and enjoy the Trip .......

I mean ramps!  I told you I had never heard of them!  :-)

I was enjoying you calling them rants. I wasn't going to mention it.

Oh, I've seen rants....kids,lying on the floor of a store (usually the cereal isle)flailing,wailing,and promising to clean their room and take out the garbage if only,only, puuuuuuleeeeze can I have those sugar thingies

OOOh ramps...I thought it was Tramps...daaaang.

Never mind.

Rants are what I do best. 

I have eaten ramps and enjoyed the meal which coincidentally
included leg o’ lamb… but not plumb brandy.

I have been called gramps by my penultimate daughter.

And for your amusement and listening pleasure... 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lrl844rONx0&feature=fvst

I don’t know how it is with the rest of you but this has got
to be one of the most delightful and colorful Springs ever, EVER!                                                                                   

27 pitiful, just pitiful.

STONEY, you did it again.  Is there no end to your fascinating experiences (please say No)?
 
Write that down and KEEP IT!!!  In plastic.
 
Brilliant words from all, and here I am still trying to reshape a poem to fit within the Talent Show's numberr-of-words limitation.  A nice gentleman from JP Co. emailed he'd help, but now I'm trying to do it, he's found greener pastures.

STONEY ~ How did he get the hand off your arm? and a follow up question, if I may, Sir... How did you attach it back?

I'm sorry I didn't mean to be so loud.

31 pitiful, simply pitiful.

Paolos--you're trying!  Maybe things will pick up tonight. I'm off to have a weekend. Good luck.

BERT, Xavier and Baylor 7:15 I will be looking for you at courtside.

BERT, Xavier and Baylor 7:15 I will be looking for you at courtside.

BERT, Xavier and Baylor 7:15 I will be looking for you at courtside.

The time has come for me to Wish Every One in This Village a GREAT Weekend !!!
Be Safe, Be Well ... and Enjoy Yourselves in Spite of Everything to The Contrary !!!
Be surrounded by Family, Good Friends, Good Food, Good Wine and Enjoy Whatever Makes Y'all Happy !!!
 
 
To Those of You Who Do:  GOOD  SHABBOS !!!
 
I Wish Y'all a Sabbath of Peace, of Joy, and Good Rest .......
 
"Teach Us Your Way That We May Walk in Your Truth ...
Then Shall We Walk in Liberty and Mercy, and Faithfulness
and Righteousness ... and Peace Shall We Embrace ..."
 
May Our Rest Be PLeasing Unto Him Who Made Us .......
 
Blessings Upon You All .......
 
 
IVAN

Amen

and Amen.

...38 and the topic was food!  Hard to believe..............ROCK CHALK JAYHAWK....GO KU!!!
Even though I'll probably be asleep before tip-off............

Shoot! I left out the crumbled goat cheese and half bottle of cheap white German tafelwein… losing my touch here.
A good friend has written a nice story about that man who: could not play golf, tennis, catch or cards. Neither could he shoot or drink but had the trappings  of  those pastimes as if he were their master.
What he could do and did was wear good clothes very well.
His wife had a Range Rover, horse trailer, saddle, riding habits, latigo crop and no horse.
When his family business was bought by my friend's family business, he became immediately superfluous and both he and his wife work in a senior health-care facility and live fairly normal lives.
I will always regret walking out of his very nice office without that photo under my arm… the left one.

Georgia ~
Hey, thanks. You are, by the way, not the only Georgia peach I find myself praying for: take care of those trees. We bought several boxes off the truck last years and they were an embarrassment of riches.
You practically have to eat them over the kitchen sink.

Another case of someone getting the crop before the horse.

Would scoring a 100 posts after a start in the 20's be a legendary
Comeback similar to This is (still) Spinal Tap? Parked at a Midway Airport Bar for a couple of hours and my mind has been diverted by Stoney's story to the Trout that spoke to me in '72 and told me he preferred corn to the tricky chicanery of a dry fly. Falling short is ok. Not falling is a terrible waste of gravity. Had my usual combo at Portillo's today while in town but was tempted by the Pepper and Egg Sandwich? Anyone tried it?

I Marjorie:  I'm still back at yesterday and I saw your question about Dinesen's Out of Africa - book version.  I loved the movie so much, the music the colors and so on, the senory part - I couldn't ever separate the book from the movie, and the movie would have to come out better.  The book has some wonderful writing in it, the beginning ("I had a farm in Africa at the foot on the Ngong Hills...") and the end when she talks about remembering - but I don't think it was as enthralling as the movie - might be it suffered in the translation from Danish, I don't know.  Or it might be that I just fell in the love with the movie, and for me, the film has become the "original" rather than her book......It wouldn't be the worst thing you ever read I'm sure, but ... well I'm going to watch the movie tomorrow or Sunday on CD.  I need to hear Streep's voice as Karin, and John Barry's magnificent score....

Thank you Ivan, and blessings back to you, as ever.

I forgot;  rants it is I Marjorie.  Great word!  I've been seeing these things on every cooking show on Food Network or Cooking Channel.  Mostly they steam them, like spinach, with garlic and oil.  But I'm not a plunderer and forager either IM, so I think I'll take a pass on rants (and fiddleheads). ;)

Had to move down to Harry Caray's. Game on and Chicken Marsala.

I shall take my Ivan blessing, my buzz, my metaphorical bag o ramps & get on the big silver bird, the land of peanuts and domestic beers and Clive Cussler novels and be satisfied with +/- 50 posts and rest with all the underachievers like Tommy Dewey. After all the rag here wrote he had beaten Truman. They call Alabama the Crimson Tide....Call me Deacon Blues

Peace between your ears village.

Ivan ~ Blessings to you and yours as well, thank you.

blame it on the weather- - a good snowstorm and we'd all be inside,if we didn't have a real fireplace, we could download that fire in hearth screensaver app...and then we'd be talking soups,stews,and roasts,and we could be using the ramps and fidlers and morels for sauce and sides...but...sadly, that kind of storm might be called perfect pnemonia weather,and nobody feels much like writing when they're that ill...so be happy some vilagers are so yardly challenged their fingers cant push the pedals on the internets machine....

Stoney ~ Great story; however did you keep quiet about it?

We had 83 high here today and rain all day....I think it is the same tomorrow. My society garlic looks kinda like ramps, but I will buy the scallions and little green onions for the flavor you describe for ramps...no experience with anything by that name....leeks sound similar, and those are plentiful in Publix. Heading for the pillows now, and thanks for the blessing, Ivan....We all need it. Back at you for the good wishes!