I once saw spring as a season to be suffered through. Sure, I was happy to have something new to eat after all the heavy foods of winter, but the torture of waiting for summer’s cherries and tomatoes was just too much. Last year, though, something changed – the arrival of spring foods started to feel like an event in and of itself. It seems so appropriate that a season dedicated to new life, growth, and planting should produce so much in the way of earthy, grassy flavors. After all the rich stews and chewy brassicas, I’m in love with bitter greens and bracing flavors. [Read more…]