Do you know what ramps are?
These are ramps (with the bottoms cut off, I'm saving those for another recipe):
They grow in the middle of those places people don't really go, off of the trails, and in the middle of everything/nothing. They take a little searching, and they taste delicate and oniony.
Sometimes you luck out and end up in a field of ramps like this:
(those aren't all ramps, they are sprinkled around some abundant skunk cabbage)
But please, if you do find yourself in a place like this, do not pick them all.
Or they won't come back. Please don't be that kind of a person.
So what to do with them? I have a couple projects going, but let's start with dinner.
Honestly, the veggies & smoked trout were left over, but it all worked out swimmingly.
There you have it! Ramps in action. Go out and find some of your own...