My mother remembers my grandma making this nearly every spring. It was a spring tonic, just what one needed after a long, cold winter.
My memories of it are the somewhat bitter taste of the dandelion which as a child I did not care for. But as spring came on with the rains and greening grass, I saw dandelion growing too, and I wondered if my adult palate might be more appreciative of this delicacy. And so I invited my mother to my house for supper to teach me how to make it. She brought the ingredients for the dandelion gravy and I made a bar-b-q chicken breast for each of us. We mashed the potatoes on our plates and spooned the gravy over them. Wow! Was it ever good! Better than my childhood memories, and now I have a new memory of cooking with my mom and learning a new recipe. Try it yourself this season!
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