Seasonal Rituals | foraging for wild garlic…
Well it’s April, and that must mean it’s wild garlic season. Time to get out there and gather the ingredients for your supper. We always head to our favourite place, a small wooded valley just outside of Bristol.
The wooded valley has a bubbling stream running through it, with one side a pine forest plantation and the other native trees with a carpet of wild garlic, bluebells and wood anenomies.
This weekend we headed there with our kelly kettle and foraging basket to gather wild garlic for supper. Charlie chose a spot, on a gravelly ‘island’ in the stream, where the water coursed around us. Bubbling water, bird song and wood smoke – making my heart soar!
Dan lit the Kelly Kettle and I picked wild garlic and tender stems of nettles to make pesto for our supper later. Nettle tea for our morning break, while charlie whittled sticks and played lumber jack, hacking at fallen branches with the axe.
And there we stayed, for a few hours. Playing with the fire, whittling, turning over rocks in the stream. I love days like these… a feeling of utter contentment.
Back home I turned the wild garlic into a pesto, to serve over pasta. Totally yum!
What is your favourite wild garlic recipe?