It’s spring. It must be. Wild garlic has – almost overnight – started rampaging through the woodlands near our house. A light tang of garlic pervades the air. And I go foraging. This is the season for:
Wild garlic and potato soup Wild garlic pesto Shredded fine and tossed at the last moment into scrambled egg. Shredded and tossed into risotto at the last moment
Have you any favourite recipes?
And have you got a secret piece of ancient woodland where ransoms – the other name for wild garlic – flourish? If so, you’re probably as lucky as me, because wild garlic is often quickly followed by bluebells.
I took my feature photo yesterday, so it qualifies for Brian’s Last on the Card. Accompanying text is rather frowned upon. Tough. This is my post, and I’ll write if I want to.

Absolutely no vampires in the woods around Frankfurt at the moment!
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Oh, vampires surely aren’t into wild garlic? Too delicate. They’d want a big juicy bulb to crunch into, don’t you think?
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🧛🏽♀️ 😀
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Yum, wild garlic risotto I’ve had, but added to scramble as egg I haven’t….sounxds delicious! Love your “This is my post, and I’ll write if I want to”….. a nod to it’s my party! 😂
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I’m thinking scrambled egg for lunch is A Plan now. Then I’ll breathe out all over you at 2.00 😉
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My iPad doesn’t do smells….!
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Nice photo. Thanks for joining in 🙂 🙂
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Thanks Brian. I’ll admit that when I took the photo, I was conscious it might be the last-in-the-month.
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Sometimes I think that as well
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I’ve been trying to eradicate it from my garden for the past 15 years!
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How dare you!
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It wants to take over the world!
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Suits me. 😉
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How lovely
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Yes- and I don’t remember ever seeing it in France. Unsurprising really. But then you have wild asparagus instead!
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Both are fabulous and I’ve seen wild garlic over here
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Oh, lucky then. Excellent!
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We have the same in the woods overlooking our street. Sadly, I don’t have the recipe but I once bought a loaf of parmesan and wild garlic bread at our local community market. The chap who made it no longer sells there but it’s a fond memory that surfaces every year.
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Oooh, that sounds worth a go. Maybe someone else will take up the challenge?
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I’ve dropped quite a few hints to my bread making partner. Currently falling on stony ears!
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Grrr.
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where I live now, we have wild garlic just across our entry door. it grows everywhere and cannot be eradicated. We (and all the dogs and cats from everybody living around here!) love it and I chose the young and ‘not-yet-pissed-on’ leaves for just about anything. I love garlic anyway and I am not unhappy that it keeps growing (to the chagrin of those living and owning their piece of land … – the only house with 6 flats in ownership, whereas we poor neighbours rent ours). But Attention: When it blooms it’s way too late to be used for cooking. I’m just now thinking of a risotto with wild garlic and mushrooms. Tomorrow this woman will go shopping for the mushies! Parmigiano and Carnaroli rice is always at my disposition, if ever not, Arborio or Vialone will do fine too. Bon app!
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Oh yes, wild garlic is a gift, and you’re right, it’s only for a very short time. Luckily we have patches still not flowering, so all is well. And the plants are on private land, so no doggy-toilet moments. It sounds as though you’ve been having cooking-fun too.
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I bet the smell is wonderful!
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You’re right!
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Your recipes sound wonderful but sadly wild garlic isn’t too common in the London suburbs. But seeing your photo takes me back to my uni days when it grew near our small campus on the outskirts of Aberystwyth. Every walk at this time of year was scented with garlic!
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Oh how lovely. I was at Manchester, so greenery of any kind was in rather short supply.
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I’ve never really thought of using wild garlic in a recipe. The smell reminds me of driving home from an old job as there used to be loads of it on the roadside.
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It is one of those smells that brings back memories, I think.
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What a cool post for Brian’s challenge. 😀
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Thanks Cee!
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I love it, that heavy cloying smellin the dark damp wood. Just perfect.
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Agreed!
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What is food without garlic? Rather boring. A bit like strong women.
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Life would be boring without strong women. Realised my last comment could be taken a different way🙄
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Haha! I see what you mean. Luckily, I saw what you meant last time round too!
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It grows in Sunnyhurst Wood and you’re right, there are bluebells there too, though in different parts. I’m still away, so will miss seeing the bluebells. Sigh.
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Oh no! It’s such a small window, it’s easy to miss out.
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Yes, I remember fields of it in a place near Beverley and the wafting smell. We have quite a few wild aliums but nothing lije the abundance you describe.
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I think the good old British climate probably suits them better.
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Oh, no! I’m out of step- again! I hate the smell of wild garlic. Give me bluebells any day.
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It’s not an either/or, luckily Jo. Where Wild garlic flourishes, on the whole so do bluebells. So you’ll just have to delay walking in the woods a bit longer 😉
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I can wait!
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Wild garlic pesto sounds absolutely amazing! Unfortunately I doubt it would grow here in the desert, though regular old culinary garlic does just fine.
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Exactly! Yes, wild garlic and deserts wouldn’t mix one bit.
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Mmm, my nostrils are twitching, i can almost smell it. And your list of dishes has me salivating. Thankfully, it is approaching dinner time!
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Bon appetit!
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