In an era when most urban Americans were suspicious of food that wasn’t boxed, bagged or canned, Euell Gibbons made a landmark case for plucking meals from the landscape. Stalking the Wild Asparagus, published in 1962, was the first major foraging manifesto.
But the title, pun value aside, is slightly misleading. It doesn’t take much stealth to gather wild asparagus. At this time of year, the skinny green plants are just as likely to come find you.
“It seems like they’re everywhere,” says chef Frank Lee, who last month put his backyard haul on the menu at Old Village Post House. It took Lee about 20 minutes to collect a half-pound of the seasonal delicacy. Continue reading