The sweet earthiness of tender pea shoots. The peppery bite of baby arugula. The rainbow explosion of fresh radishes. The bitter stench of homemade kale chips burning in the oven.
Yes, I must confess that one of my annual spring traditions is an unpleasant one: I visit the local farmers’ market eager to buy fresh, leafy kale to make my favorite snack. And, then inevitably I get distracted when it’s in the oven, and it burns. Badly. Every time.