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Blewitts Again

One nice thing about this project is learning slowly and developing a deepening relationship with the natural processes. Last year I found wood blewitts growing on the plot and this year they came back. They seem to be rather out of season but I am still fairly sure that's what they are! I ate them and enjoyed it a lot, in fact more than last time. And its very satisfying to see that they came back again. Unless they are different bnut its still interesting.

This time the recipe involved frying onions and Alexanders with the mushrooms in rapeseed oil from the local shop (Squire's) and at the end, stirring in the wild garlic pesto my brother and his wife made.

And here are the pictures:

Baby Blewitts among the baby alexanders





Ready to eat - I left about half in to reseed for the next crop
Rapeseed oil, wild pesto and alexanders ready
Chop everything up and fry with the oil and a squeeze of grapefruit juice. Mix with noodles, top with yoghurt and paprika and settle down for lunch with a good book.

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  1. Oh really out of season. I love Blewitts. Nice recipe

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