In the house I grew up in, my mom kept a garden with a couple dozen trees of this kind.
I used to eat this flowers as a daily snack. The flowers were soft and sweet, and in between the leaves they keep a few minuscule drops of nectar that was so delicious I knew I had to eat them shortly after they bloomed or the hummingbirds that visited our garden daily (and just like me were particularly keen on drinking the nectar) would beat me to them.
I used to eat this flowers as a daily snack. The flowers were soft and sweet, and in between the leaves they keep a few minuscule drops of nectar that was so delicious I knew I had to eat them shortly after they bloomed or the hummingbirds that visited our garden daily (and just like me were particularly keen on drinking the nectar) would beat me to them.
**I am not 100% sure I am allowed to post the photo I had originally posted in this entry, therefore I deleted it but if you want to see the tree/flower I'm talking about, just click here**
2 comments:
Y yo pensé que era el único que competía con los colibrís por el néctar de esas flores. No he vuelto a ver esas flores. Nostalgia de una dulce niñez. Y hasta ahora no recuerdo el nombre de la flor. Recuerdo, eso sí, que las del jardín de mis padres eran mas anaranjadas.
Sip, concuerdo. Algunas de las flores de nuestros arboles eran tambien anaranjadas - esas de hecho eran las mas ricas.
Extrano esas flores :(
Las he visto en revistas gourmet muy de vez en cuando - aparentemente son muy 'in' en circulos de aficionados a la comida organica estilo Martha Stewart (!)
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