A lady down the street has a bed of beautiful white onions growing just outside her back fence. I've kept an eye on them to see of they're being cut (or dug). They haven't been touched. I had made vegetable stock this morning, and since thundershowers are forecast for the evening hours, soup would be nice. But it needed to be a light, springy soup.
<br />I decided today was the day to meet the onion lady. I'd baked a bunch of baguettes this morning, so I wrapped one up and tied it with some string, walked down, and rang her doorbell. Happily, she didn't think I was crazy asking if I could trade her a baguette for some of her onion scapes. She said, in fact, that I'd be doing her a favor if I returned and cut as many as I wanted. That can be arranged.
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<br />Leftovers make a lovely lunch. Alternatively, share some with a nice neighbor.
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