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Fuzzy Goodness

The sun was shining bright.

Bees buzzin'.

Birds busy with their young...and dreams of gardening danced through my head.

Spring was here to stay...or so I thought.

Then, I woke to snow. 

Thankfully it only lasted for the day. 

Still, I missed the warm happy days of Spring.  

When I peeked out this morning and saw the gorgeous weather, I rushed out to take in as many rays as possible.  The joys of Spring are many but there are a few unwanted accompaniments.  Looking down, I was instantly reminded of those undesired visitors lurking within the blades of green.  You know, the ones that keep your lawn from looking like a rolling hill of velvet.  You guessed it, those pesky yellow 'flowers' that become love bouquets.  For years I have sprayed...dug...and screamed.  Still they always return.  I have decided to fight the battle no longer.

So...we ate them.  
Really. 

 Now, before you think I have totally gone bonkers you must understand that I come from a long line of Mennonite women.  In fact, my grandmother made quite the culinary extraordinaire with these 'bitter herbs'.  Eating weeds?  Hmmm.  As a child I never thought much of it but as an adult it seemed down right strange.  Still those Mennonite roots run deep, along with the values of living off the land and wasting nothing so I decided it was time to give it a whirl.  I wish you could have seen the kids reaction when I revealed my plans and sent them out to gather the fuzzy yellow monsters.  Once they harvested all they could it was time to make some Dandelion bread.  It's yummy.  It's different.  and no, no one died.  Yet.  =)

~ A bowl full of sunshine ~


Actually, there are many great health benefits to eating dandelions.  It's one of the best natural ways to detoxify the liver.  One can use them in bread, tea, salad, pasta, soup and even syrup for your fluffy pancakes.  If you've never tried this before I would highly recommend it.  You can weed your yard, create health for your body all while eating something delicious

  
 ~Yum ~
Slather on some fresh honey butter and let it melt in your mouth.



 ***If you try this, make sure that the dandelions you use have not been sprayed with any chemicals or pesticides***

Dandelion Bread:

4 cups whole wheat flour ( I use freshly ground soft white wheat)
4 teaspoons baking powder
1 teaspoon sea salt
3/4 - 11/2 cups of dandelion petals
1/2 cup oil ( I use melted coconut oil)
3/4 cup raw honey
2 eggs
2 1/2 cups cream (1/2 &1/2)
2/3 cup buttermilk

Preheat oven to 400 degrees.  Wash flowers; pull out the yellow petals and set aside.  Whisk together dry ingredients.  In separate bowl combine wet ingredients; add petals.  Mix well.  Add dry mixture to wet mixture.  Stir until well combined.  Pour into 2 greased loaf pans.  Bake 20-25 minutes.  If not done lower oven temp. to 350 degrees check every 5 minutes until toothpick comes out clean. 

Hope y'all enjoy! 

Until then...
Jessie

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