So, Obaachan using all that butterbur while she was here and me decimating all those edible but unloved jerusalem artichoke and fiddlehead ferns had me feeling a bit guilty and wasteful and I was inspired to make some neburu.
It took me a while but I worked out that neburu is local dialect for nobiru.
And nobiru translates as wild onion.
And so I picked me some wild onions from the massive patch that I have ignored for seven years:
And I washed them and cleaned off the tops and roots and dirt and ended up with this:
OK there were more but that was a during picture.
The refuse bucket looked like this:
Hmmm this not being wasteful is a pretty wasteful business!
But I persevered and ended up with this:
Vinegarred miso neburu. A surprisingly and rather disappointingly small container of the stuff.
And this is what I didn't use:
But hey, I get to feel a little like a forager and can now ignore the edible grasses and mountain veggies and dandelion greens while holding my head high that I have done my foraging duty this season.
Don't worry, I will be back into the foraging spirit by the time the neighbour's chestnuts are falling in my field.