The Great (Garlic) E-Scape

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Garlic Scapes are the French Horns of the vegetable kingdom

Unless you grow your own garlic, garlic scapes are one of those oddities that you only see at farmers’ markets.  Garlic scapes are deep green, like the dark portion of scallions, but curl around like French Horns. While not nearly as astounding as fiddlehead ferns, I think these skinny little curlicues are still pretty goofy looking.

Garlic scapes are the shoots that poke out of the ground as garlic bulbs mature in the soil. Apparently, removing the scapes while the garlic is maturing forces the garlic plants to produce bigger bulbs, as well as giving farmers an additional product to sell at farmers’ markets – and who could object to that?

Fun with Garlic Scapes

Garlic "scape"-tacles

Since I adore practically anything associated with the garlic family, I’ve bought garlic scapes at the market before, but never known what to do with them.  In the past, I’ve used them instead of garlic in stir fries, cutting them into little pieces and sautéing them with other veggies. Once blended into the dish, they tasted, well, like garlic, and made me suffer from a similar level of halitosis, according to my spouse.

Since garlic scapes don’t come cheap–$1 a scape at my local market—I decided to conduct a small cooking experiment. I cut each scape into little finger-sized pieces and plunged them into boiling water.  I took one piece out after two minutes and threw it into an ice water bath, took another piece out after four minutes, and took a third piece out after six. I also peeled a few cloves of garlic and boiled them separately to compare.

After two minutes, the boiled garlic scape was still quite crunchy and tasted extremely garlicky.  While it lacked the unpleasant metallic flavor of the boiled garlic clove that I also tasted – is there nothing I won’t do in the interest of science? – if you’re not a garlic fiend, I don’t think you’d enjoy this treat.

After four minutes, the scape was al dente and slightly less garlicky, making for a nice chewy piece of garlic candy.  After six minutes, the scape had become as stringy as overcooked celery, except mushier.  The garlic flavor was even milder, but frankly, it was too nasty to eat. My scientific conclusion – four is the magic number if you’re boiling garlic scapes. 

A question emerges– why bother?  Maybe I still haven’t hit on the right recipe. Other bloggers swear they make a fabulous pesto, and I suspect they’d be delicious pickled, but the truth is, unless I was growing my own garlic or the price came down, I’m not likely to grab ‘em again.

What do you think? Am I missing something?

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I’d like to “berry” you in local strawberries

Photo of local strawberries

Luscious local berries

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Giant California strawberries

Wow, I just picked up my first local strawberries of the season yesterday and I can’t believe how different they are from the ones the Boston supermarkets have been hawking! 

I went to the Jamaica Plain Farmer’s Market in the Bank of America parking lot and bought two pints of strawberries from Stillman’s Farm. 

I buy fresh and local whenever I can, but the grocery stores have been offering such great deals on strawberries from California this spring that I haven’t been able to resist them.

The first thing I noticed about the local strawberries is that they are much smaller than the California berries.  The second thing I noticed was they’re not ruby red like those giant globules.

But the third thing I noticed was how different they tasted!  Much tarter, but also much more complex than the berries that have been shipped from the West coast.  If the California strawberries range from 7 to 9 on the sweetness scale, the local berries range from 4 to 7.  The California berries have obviously been bred to have a sweet, predictable flavor and texture, which, while tasty, is almost like eating candy.  The local berries are more like wine, with varying notes of sweetness and earthy bright flavor.

While last night I dusted the berries in sugar, this morning I enjoyed them naked (the berries, not me).  The more I taste these tender morsels, the more I like them. Most likely, I’ll continue to go back and forth between eating them plain and sweetening them.

Which taste do you prefer?