hurricane veg

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“Blegh,” I mumbled through a mouthful of soft, garlicky braised kale. “Who wants to eat cold, raw veg in the dead of winter?” Across the table, the Man nodded his head ponderously in erudite veg-master approval. The kale was that good.

But the very next day, a wind force 12 craving swept in and I found myself literally eating my words…

…and they were life-giving. Other debris the storm brought in included fresh greens, pepitas, raw garlic, and chili. With a gale of lemon juice and olive oil, of course.

What side of the veg fence are you on during the winter?