To illustrate how ignorance can sneak up on you: despite several years of gardening (and 40 years of eating), I didn’t actually know where broccoli came from until this season.
In fact, it was more recent than that, since the broccoli I planted four months ago sprouted nothing even a little like broccoli (as I knew it) until about Thanksgiving.
But now I know. And once so enlightened I knew just what to do with my surprising new crop: broccoli cheese soup, just four months in the making.
A little deer sausage sprinkled in went very well.
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