Why, yes. Yes, they are. I found some new mulberry trees in a secret location where the branches are low and the competing wildlife less voracious. (Also, I noticed that the black raspberries are starting to come into their own, so keep your eye out for those, too.)
I love turning salad into dessert. Because do you know how much salad I eat when it tastes like dessert? Four times as much. So much that having “a little salad” before my evening jog turns into “a lot of salad” before my evening jog such that I practically throw up halfway through my evening jog. Add this to the list of totally preventable circumstances if only I could have helped myself.
The responsible salad was farmshare greens (lettuce, spinach, arugula, endive) with foraged mulberries, sliced red onion, goat cheese, and walnuts with a balsamic vinaigrette. It was delicious next to rosemary and fennel-crusted pork chops. (I might have eaten a little of those, too.) (And a hunk of defrosted baguette.)
Anyway, I don’t need any lectures, Husband. I’ve already learned my lesson about stuffing myself a half-hour before physical exertion. And the lesson is that jogging is dumb!