Wednesday, August 2, 2017

Purty Purslane

It's been a busy day for me- I left Virginia around noontime and drove to the vicinity of my workplace rather than to my home. I had enough time to do a little grocery shopping and then hit a local Korean restaurant for some bibimbap before clocking in. When I got the work, I called mom to let her know that I had arrived safely. The drive home wasn't too bad, though I did pass through occasional bands of heavy rain, and at times it looked like apocalyptic thunderstorms were pounding the regions to the sides of the highway.

Needless to say, I was blissfully ignorant of current events until I reached the outskirts of the New York metro area, where I could pick up the local CBS radio affiliate. I still have some catching up to do. I figure I'll put up a quick post, and then get to the business of catching up...

One of the ornamental potted plants my mom has is a fancy Portulaca, which longtime readers will recognize as an old friend:

I must say, those are some pretty flowers- this is a much showier plant than its scrappy cousins growing up through the cracks in the sidewalk... its leaves are every bit as delicious, though.


Vixen Strangely said...

Although I've seen purslane in my lawn, I've never seen it flowering--I will say I have had dandelions, purslane, nettle, and plantain in my yard at times, but never felt like harvesting them, per se. I recently found out what plantain even was recently. and knowing it is a "can eat" might just prompt me to get down to sauteeing it with 'shrooms, butter and a little balsamic. Everything tastes good sautéed in butter, nearly. The spouse took pity on a dandelion that he decided to zip-tie against the fence--without being pulled, they get ridiculously high--another thing I know is definitely organic, edible, and probably pretty tasty. If I'm going to be urban-farm-proud of my herbs, fig and grapevine, I should probably try to embrace my wilder foundlings. There's just a kind of mental block I have about seeing them that way.

Vixen Strangely said...

Small weird apropos confession--I have 6 grapevines all 10+ years old in my yard, but we buy tinned dolmades. I have months worth of dolmade material: grape leaves everywhere, the price of a sack of rice, water that I get from the City, and jars and salt. Plus a pot. Am I too stressed a human to make rice burritos? Eh. But somehow I haven't yet.