Huntin’ and Cookin’ Creases
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Spring is such a wonderful time of the year. As the trees set on new leaves, early flowers bloom and grasses break through the ground, there is promise in the air. After long, cold winter days the sun stays up longer, warming the soil as we make the first preparations for planting.
Creasy Plant - It may not be the prettiest picture, but things have been pretty muddy this spring.
A couple of years ago, I shared with you an article here which Callie Melton had written about sallet huntin’. This is not a skill I possess, but one that I greatly admire. I have long wanted to know which wild plants are edible – how much could you survive on just the fruits of the land? Today, we have access to fresh fruits and vegetables from around the world through the whole year. That wasn’t true on the mountain a few years back and Mrs. Melton said everyone was ready for something fresh and green when the first plants broke through.
Well, the Sallet mixture she talked about contained lots of different greens and as I said, I’m not skilled at finding all of that. But there was one plant she named that I am familiar with – Creases. She called them “creasy” and that seems to be the generally accepted name.
When I saw some of them out along the fence row last week, I snatched them up. Now I may have mentioned before that I don’t care for greens, although I’m very careful not to say I won’t eat them, I just thank the good Lord that I don’t have to eat them. However, as I said last week, I’m prepared to eat whatever that same Lord provides – especially in these uncertain times. So I tried my hand at cooking these creases.
Turns out they were really good.
I might’ve expected the same, strong taste of mustard or turnip greens. But that’s not what I got. Cooked with a piece of smoked ham, parboiled then cooked in fresh water, they were fresh-tasting but not strong. I didn’t cook them till they were mushy but they were certainly soft.
Overall, this is a wild green that I can really recommend – hmm, Grandma and Mama would’ve told me that if I’d listened.
