ToddyHill said:
Never heard of Ramps until a week ago when a co-worker brought several, which he dug in the mountains around Gatlinburg. Wow, what a treat!
I LOVE ramps. They signal spring, and they're quite the delicacy in the Appalachians. They are pretty much the first green thing to stick their head above ground after a long winter, and for the pioneers, they were a lifesaver after nearly six months with no produce. Ramp festivals are a widespread occurrence around here throughout April... there is one six miles from home today.
They're a bit like a hot garlic green onion. I use them in any recipe that calls for garlic or green onion, and even love them fried whole in lard and lightly salted.
This morning, I had morel, bacon and ramp hashbrowns for breakfast.
Ramps are becoming a "thing" on the foodie scene now, but they're old news in these hills.
http://www.eater.com/2015/4/10/8384255/everything-youve-always-wanted-to-know-about-rampsFor me, ramps, morels and wild turkey are harbingers of spring.