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Post by coastalbob on Sept 4, 2015 8:48:08 GMT -6
The website listed below is interesting. The author, Green Deane, discusses all types of edible plants. He also has quite a few videos.
eattheweeds.com
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Post by FOTH on Sept 8, 2015 18:02:18 GMT -6
Welcome, coastalbob.
Yes, Green Dean has some pretty good information on a variety of edible plants. He does good work.
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Post by coastalbob on Feb 2, 2016 12:07:01 GMT -6
Just saw this today about purslane. It grows in our pastures.
purslane
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Post by coastalbob on Feb 25, 2016 8:12:25 GMT -6
I apologize for posting a busted link. I will try to figure out what happened. "Purslane" or "pusley" is usually thought of as a nuisance pasture weed but is in fact high in vitamins and minerals.
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Post by FOTH on Feb 25, 2016 22:31:00 GMT -6
Purslane grows wild here, too, on disturbed ground and as a weed in gardens, especially! I really like the taste of it fresh, steamed and have even dried it to throw into soup later. It thickens it really well.
Thanks!
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Post by coastalbob on Feb 29, 2016 7:46:03 GMT -6
Take some purlsane, throw in some dandelion and we have the beginnings of a decent salad!
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Post by kf4tdl on Feb 15, 2017 17:53:12 GMT -6
So I went "home" this weekend, my 96 year old grandmother passed. While I was there, the kin folk and I started talking about the old days. Grandpa would take us down and get yellow root and Gensing out of the creek area. Well, before I left I had a dozen yellow root plants for transplant on my place. Damp, low area near the creek. Figure the Berberine should pay for itself in the long run. Thinking along the lines of EA, had me reminiscing of my youth. Home is Appalachia, my family tree has a few nuts in it, but it does have SOME branches..... I say the last, because almost all residents of the area were descendants of one John Peter Corn. The family cemetery holds a wealth of information. There are a few "rocks" for markers, one of which was from the days of the Underground Railroad. A family escaped their masters and fled. The slave drivers, "crackers" , were behind them. Their child was sick and they asked one of my family to take care of the child until they came back. After years of the parents not coming home, he was a member of the clan. His momma made him a blue coat, and he was very proud of it. He was cutting trees for the winter, and forgot his coat. He ran to get it, the felling tree hit him, and killed him. He was buried in the family plot, with a bare rock as that was all that could be afforded at the time. Just thought that the root and story might hit home a bit. Thanks for keeping the EA story, and info here!
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