|Photo by Greg Hume|
Tonight after dinner Son Donald and I went out and collected about two cups of redbud blooms and buds. Our redbud tree is about 20 feet tall, but it grows right next to the deck and the branches are easy to reach. I sorted and washed the blooms and added them to my standard muffin recipe. When it was mixed the batter looked stiff and lumpy, but the finished muffins were dense and moist, with a vaguely fruity taste.
Wikipedia told me that Native Americans consumed redbud flowers raw or boiled, and ate roasted seeds. There just might be another redbud project coming several months from now.
Five years ago today: Apologies In Advance