RAMPS.
Gross-sounding name, seriously kewl veggie. This white-trash, barefoot Appalachian member of the onion family is going through a bit of a revival these days. (Get it? Revival? Religious shit with snakes? ANYWAYS.) Usually reserved to West Virginia coal miners and young Dolly Partons, the ramp is finally being heralded as a working class scallion. Its pungent combination of onion and garlic make it a best friend of bacon and potato. If you think this root couldn’t be more hillbilly legit, West Virginia (the saddest state of all) actually holds multiple “ramp festivals” every year. Multiple. Take THAT, Mario Batali.
RAMPS.
Gross-sounding name, seriously kewl veggie. This white-trash, barefoot Appalachian member of the onion family is going through a bit of a revival these days. (Get it? Revival? Religious shit with snakes? ANYWAYS.) Usually reserved to West Virginia coal miners and young Dolly Partons, the ramp is finally being heralded as a working class scallion. Its pungent combination of onion and garlic make it a best friend of bacon and potato. If you think this root couldn’t be more hillbilly legit, West Virginia (the saddest state of all) actually holds multiple “ramp festivals” every year. Multiple. Take THAT, Mario Batali.
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