I’m fascinated by the artichoke. It’s tough as nails to get to the heart, yet the base of the leaves can be steamed to luscious perfection. Growing up in California, we ate them from spring through summer, dipped only in lemon butter.
Today I rarely make them (my Gonzo husband claims to not understand them), but every time I see them at the farmer’s market I’m drawn to touch them, feeling their weight in my hand and wondering what I could do to tempt Mr. Gonzo to come to love this prickly little devil.
Welcome, then, to my new feature, “Tell Me More”, where I hope you’ll be tempted to share your best stories and recipes about the food featured here. Whether you grew up loving, hating, or not even knowing about the artichoke, I’d love to hear from you!
I’ve never cooked a whole artichoke, but I want to. I’ve always been afraid I’ll end up a bloodied mess…
I would love to learn how to make/eat an artichoke properly. I made them once, and I had no idea how to eat it!
I’m way to intimidated by them to try it! but when other people make them i looove them
I’ll buy the hearts though.. mmm artichoke heart baked dip is soo good