Years ago Maine Man used to go out scouting riverbeds and stream banks in search of ostrich ferns and return with grain bags overflowing with fiddleheads ready for resale. Back then (15 or so years ago) I really never gave it much thought. I’d cook up a meal or two and the rest he’d sell. Since becoming a foodie, a couple years ago I have BEGGED him to bring me out. Then I mentioned to a friend I wanted to go and THANFULLY he called this weekend and took us out…….I was beyond excited!
Here he points out what NOT to pick, the red ferns. To the right of that are the real deal. Couldn’t he be a hand model? 😉 Or if you are a sicko nurses like MM & I all you think of when you see hands like that is….nice veins….I could so slip an 18 gauge in that.
These tasty little morsels are often found around these unique looking plants. MM calls them skunk cabbage.
These furry little ferns are another example of what NOT to pick.
We picked about 3 gallons. A few meals for us and a few to give away. I’d like to go out at least one more time before the seasons ends to gather some for pickling. I will post about it if I am successful. In past years I have froze some but I was not happy with how they held up. They seemed to get frostbite easily.
On an ending note: THANKS goes out to my country neighbor for bringing us out and sharing his secret stash. GREATLY APPRECIATED!
Both the kids and adults had a good time.
FYI – In the country in Maine if you live less than 6 miles from one another your considered neighbors 😉