Eating on the edge

As the weather warmed, our arugula began to bolt.  Rather than tossing it in the trash/adding it to the compost/chucking it in the chicken coop, I stripped off all the incredibly minuscule leaves.  Why I chose to tackle that tedious task remains a mystery.  But my work was later rewarded when everyone inhaled the exceptional, flavor-filled salad. 

The flowered stalks still seemed happy so I placed a bunch in my favorite vase where they stayed fresh for a several more days. 

Don’t you love it when life takes these surprising and tasty turns?

The same was true of edible pansies/violas/johnny jump ups that we planted in the vegetable garden for use in salads.  Rather than compost what had begun to mildew, I recycled a bunch in a bowl filled with water.  

Hmmmmm.  I'm beginning to wonder what else might be rescued from Death's Doorstep.

Off to forage.