It was one
of those good ideas that turned out
to be a not so good idea.
Kudzu was
brought to this country from Japan. The good
idea, at least my understanding of it, was to use it as a means to control
erosion in erosion susceptible areas. It turns out that Kudzu loves it here …
loves the climate so much that Kudzu has laid claim to its new home and is
taking over.
The good
idea turned out to be an environmental disaster of sorts. Controlling it is
more than a challenge.
I was asked
the question a few years ago by a man.
His friend had some property that was
being taken over by Kudzu.
How can he get that stuff under
control?
I told him
that it would take a while.
Kudzu, bane that it is, also has some blessing in it.
Whether out
of necessity or as a personal foraging interest, Kudzu offers itself as a wild
edible.
The older
leaves are extremely tough.
The younger
and lighter colored leaves, as well as the tender stem ends, are the better
parts to harvest to use. Even the younger leaves have a tough texture that
requires a longer cooking time to tender them up. They also have a smell to
them that seems a little odd in the kitchen.
The blooms
are especially fragrant.
There are a few folks that go
out and pick Kudzu blossoms to make Kudzu jelly.
I believe I’ll let them do
that on their own. I’m not interested in wading through the Kudzu jungles that
create shady and protective habitat for the types of vipers that inhabit our
climatological region.
Kudzu roots
are also edible and packed with complex carbohydrates. I’ll be digging some
this winter to scratch another item off the experimental archaeology list.
Oriental
natural medicine uses Kudzu root for treating some issues.
It is, to be
such a bane, quite an interesting bane.
How does it
taste?
About like
it smells while it is cooking.
I think it
smells and tastes like Kudzu.
There is
nothing in our taste reference catalog that is
remotely close to Kudzu.
They still
needed something.
Pepper
sauce.
Generous
splash.
Kudzu is
definitely doable.
Definitely in abundance here in Kentucky. I've witnessed the veracity of this invader personally. We trimmed some off of the railroad where it was growing under and across the tracks. Within the week when we returned it had grown halfway back across the tracks. Good to know that in a real emergency I can eat this stuff, as long as I have some hot sauce to wash it down. Hahahaha
ReplyDeleteLots of sauce. Until you acquire a taste for it.
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