Well, that didn’t last. Less than 10 hours after I’d nibbled on those first shoots of spring, I walked out the door to find those tasty little wild garlic shoots buried under inches of snow. Apparently the 2018 foraging season will be getting off to a late start.
The first shoots of wild edibles are beginning to appear in New York and I’m thrilling at their arrival. Late at night, on my way
I suppose when you grow up in Michigan it’s natural to think the third Thursday in November is meant to be hunted. It’s a tradition
It’s Mother’s Day when I finally arrive in Benzie County and I have nothing but a handful of leeks to show for it. Every forest
I leave NJ in a tremble of excitement. I leave NJ in a driving in rain. I’m headed west, it’s spring, and the maps I
Why let a little rain stop me? On the first Sunday in May I bundle up and head out. It’s probably still early in the
Every time I’m in Walla Walla in the spring I press my foraging friends into taking me out into the woods. This April was no
It’s too early for morels, probably too dry, too, but I headed to Virginia last week looking for my favorite springtime wild edible anyway. Actually, that’s not
It’s always the last thing you spot, the hidden-in-plain site prize feet away from your car. I descended on the Delaware Water Gap, just west
Why take the easy way out of town when you can add hours of driving to the trip? Because the recent rain had promised the