Thursday, April 30, 2020

Blooming in April : Corn Poppy – Pereg Agsani – פרג אגסני – The Princess's Earrings



April 2020 אייר תש"פ


I’m so excited to be able to write about reds! Not because it is one of my favourite colours but because it is the colour at the beginning of the rainbow spectrum and at the end of the rainbow in the Israeli wildflower spectrum. Readers of my blog will notice that I have often referred to the spectrum of colours that follow the Israeli seasons. I started in Autumn with the white squill (chatazv) , moved through the pinks in the winter with the meadow saffron (sitvanit), cyclamen (rakefet) and almond (shaked) and then moved onto the yellow in spring with the groundsel (savion) and the mustard (chardal). Now we are verging into summer the last of the reds is out, the poppy or pereg in Hebrew. ‘The last of the reds’ means it is preceded by two other red flowers, the anemone (calanit) in February and the ranunculus(nurit). The calanit being the national flower of Israel always gets all the attention but I must confess to poppies being my favourite red flower.

                                                                                                                                                  There is a lovely story I use in guiding (as do most nature guides in Israel) to help children differentiate between the three red flowers. Even adults tend to enjoy it.

Calanit
Nurit
It tells of three princesses who are all invited to a ball in a grand castle where they will meet their prince charming. Unfortunately when they emerge from their bedrooms in their finery they discover that they are all wearing the same red dress.
Every teenager’s nightmare! Instead of throwing an immature hissy fit they confer and work out a solution. Each of them will make a small change so that they can be different from one another. Calanit (anemone) will wear a pearl necklace around her neck, Nurit (ranunculus) will wear shiny red lipstick, and Pereg (poppy) will wear black earrings. Problem solved. Of course it has a happy ending and they all find their prince charming. I find this story doesn’t work so well in English as who would ever call their daughter Ranunculus? Not surprisingly my daughter is named after a flower - Yasmin, however Poppy is also one of my favourite names.
Photo: Galya Levy

Another little tip to identify it amongst the reds is that they grow in order of the Hebrew alphabet – Calanit, Nurit, Pereg. T
his also doesn’t work in English so it is lucky this blog is about wildflowers in Israel.

Now we understand according to the story that the poppy is a bright red flower which has perfect little black earrings on each petal, its stalk is also thinner and taller than the anemone. Its petals are wafer thin and sometimes they are almost translucent as the sun’s rays seep through them. My favourite part of the poppy is when it goes to seed. It literally creates a miniature salt and pepper pot which empties out its seeds when tipped over. In April there are fields of poppies so it is a perfect destination for a Passover trip however none of these fields are near Modiin where I live. I am happy to make do with the occasional scattering while walking in my usual haunts.
Mini 'salt' shaker
I first discovered that poppy wasn’t just a little black seed when I started to watch The Wizard of Oz. I would watch it Christmas Day growing up in London and each time hope that Dorothy and her friends wouldn’t stray off the Yellow Brick Road into the field of poppies but they always did. Sleep would overcome them according to the wishes of the Wicked Witch of the East. Then I would have to sleep with my door propped wide open until around Purim when poppy became just something you ate in hamentashen. 
  By the way, the reason we have poppy seed in humantaschen is because the Yiddish word mohn sounds like Haman from the Book of Esther.





The corn poppy featured here does not produce the poppy seeds that we eat as food which are also the source of opium. That is a different breed of poppy called papaver somniferum. The opium from this poppy was widely used in this region during the Ottoman period. It is now illegal to grow it in Israel but there are some that escaped and grow wild. A reliable source knows where to find some near Hadassa Ein Kerem , unfortunately that would not be recognized as an ‘essential journey’ in these restricted times. 
Next year anyone?

The name somniferum gives a clue to poppy seeds being used as a natural sleep remedy. Up to only a few decades ago mothers would give babies milk that had had poppy seeds soaking in it. Before you go running to the supermarket modern day poppy seeds are manufactured to not contain any narcotics. 

I feel that poppy seeds were a strong part of my childhood. My mum is crazy about seeds (maybe she was a bird in a former life) and every Friday night she would eat up the remaining poppy seeds that fell from her challah. 

Once the poppy season finishes so too does the wildflower colour spectrum and come May onward the flowers come out in a mixture of colours, generally much more muted.  However this applies to flowers straight from the ground or on bushes, not to trees.  Watch this space for a bright coloured tree flower coming up next month!

Photos courtesy of Yasmin Maissel

Editing courtesy of Elizabeth Kay From HaChamama Shel Elizabeth





Wednesday, April 22, 2020

Blooming in April : Redbud or Love Tree – Clil Hachoresh – כליל החורש– Looking for Love

April 2020 ניסן תש"פ


Pesach is over, the weather is beginning to change and warm up and we have been blessed with one of the most beautiful springs in years. We have had so much rain, the Kinneret is full, the flowers have been blossoming and the surrounding countryside is green and lush.

One of my favourite yearly spring sights is a corner of Neot Kedumim where the red bud (clil hachoresh or love tree) tree starts to blossom above a carpet of cyclamen flowers (see December blog). The bright fresh pink of the newly blossoming red bud tree blending with the pale pink expanse of the cyclamens never fails to take my breath away. This year because of lockdown I didn’t get to see that image and despite trawling through old photos I couldn’t find one. I will have to wait another year to see it but that time will come and we will have moved on from this crazy period in our lives.

Cyclamens in January
Clil Hachoresh in April
Here is the clil hashoresh in April at Neot Kedumim next to a photo of the cyclamens in the same location in January.  Now imagine the pictures merged as one image!



I love street lamps in trees!

The red bud tree is the first plant in my blog that you will find growing around your city. It is a wild indigenous tree that has been cultivated and is found in abundance around urban areas. I believe that is because it has a beautiful flower but mostly because it provides excellent shade in the summer due to the density of the leaves. Even in my 100 meter radius I could still enjoy the beautiful blossoms growing in a garden down my street.
The red bud is actually more commonly known as the Judas tree. It is believed to be the tree that Judas Escariot hanged himself from after he betrayed Jesus. It is said that the flowers turned from white to red with blood or shame. Just yesterday I went for a longer walk as the rules were relaxed and I actually came across my first ever white flowering Judas tree!  It is possible the name Judas tree was a corruption of the French name 'arbre de Judea', the tree of Judea referring to the Judean Hills where it was found.  The tree is also called the ‘love tree’ and further down the blog you will realize why!

It is called the red bud (strange as the flowers are always pink) because of the vibrant pink flowers that adorn its branches and trunk. They particularly stand out as, like the almond tree, the flowers blossom before any leaves appear meaning that they are particularly stark against the bare brown of the branches and they even grow directly out of the trunk.

The flower has a characteristic design – a small pink tongue points down and then three petals form a crown above it. The redbud in bloom is so stunning that at this stage I just urge you to go out and find it and enjoy it. Nothing I write can capture its beauty. 



During the blossoming period the petals will fall to the floor creating a pink carpet around the tree. The leaves will start to grow and they are also worthy of attention. They are shaped like a perfect heart and are rich, dark green. Hence the name ‘love tree’.  Your challenge is to find the 'love tree' by it's unique shaped leaves even when the flowers have finished.  I learned in my research that the tree also flowers again in October and November but it goes unnoticed as at that stage the leaves cover the blossom.  This year I'm determined to spot it.  The fruit of the tree start of as green pods turning brown as they ripen.



The redbud flower is simply delicious; it is slightly crispy with a strong sweet flavour which then has a slightly oniony after taste. I have been spotted in the neighbourhood eating flowers off this tree and some people might find this eccentric. I believe that the nutritional benefits outweigh being considered weird!   It is full of vitamin C and antioxidants which is often the case when something has a strong pink or red color.  Just note only eat from cultivated trees in gardens as trees in the wild are protected. They are a great addition to shakes, salads and the colour looks great in a fruit salad. 



Below is a recipe for a simple and delicious citrus fruit salad which was served by my friend Monica at Book Club and was gobbled up in 5 minutes. I added in the redbud flowers. Looks and tastes beautiful. Betayavon.

Chop up all different kinds of citrus fruit.
Mix with mint sugar: 1/4 cup of sugar to 2 tablespoons of chopped mint
Scatter with redbud flower blossoms

Photos courtesy of Yasmin Maissel

Editing courtesy of Elizabeth Kay From HaChamama Shel Elizabeth

Title courtesy of Elise Rynhold

Wednesday, April 1, 2020

Blooming in March: White Mustard – Chardal Lavan – חרדל לבן – A Cloud of Yellow


March 2020 ניסן תש"פ
My beautiful rose!

The spring flowers are out in full both cultivated and wild. Along my 100 meters I see (and smell) the most perfect rose, nasturtiums, lantana and bird of paradise.  Wild flowers are bursting out of every untended lot and crack in the wall – wood sorrel (chamtzitzim), sow thistle (maror hagina), cyclamens (rakefot – see my blog) and mustard abound.

This month’s blog will be about white mustard, Chardal lavan, because I would like to think that most of my readers might be able to find it 100 meters from their house!  This is because wild mustard grows intensely in habitats that have had human influence – sides of roads, abandoned fields and building sites. Be careful not to pick and eat it from areas that may have been sprayed with weed killer!. 

Wild mustard comes in many varieties but the focus of this blog is the white mustard.  I can hear you all shouting at me – ‘MUSTARD IS YELLOW, AND your photos are all of yellow flowers!!’.  Yes you are right, mustard is yellow and the flowers ARE yellow however this is still called the white mustard!  I would like to say that after much research I found out why White Mustard is called white mustard but I couldn’t.  One place said that it is because the seeds are light in colour as opposed to the seeds of the black mustard, however the seeds that I have gathered are definitely more dark than light.

Mustard is part of the Cruciferous family or in Hebrew matzlivim.  This makes it is easy to identify because the petals of the flower form the shape of a cross.  Even if you get confused with other cruciferous plants then worst case scenario you will end up eating one of six vegetables that were all cultivated from the wild mustard: brussel sprouts, cabbage, broccoli, cauliflower, kohlrabi and kale. (For my mum this is actually the worst case scenario as she hates brussel sprouts with a vengeance).   It grows taller than nearly all the spring perennials (grows back every year), This is the reason that Christian groups that I guide at Neot Kedumim always ask me if they can see the mustard ‘tree’, whose branches birds landed on, as described in the New Testament.  Not only is it tall but it grows in such density that from a distance it looks like a cloud of yellow.

Mustard is the perfect foraging plant (although nothing beats the wild asparagus).  The leaves are edible when young although become very sharp as the plant develops and I recommended chewing them thoroughly as they burn the throat if you swallow them too quickly. They are quite easy to recognize as the leaves are variegated and T shaped.  I like eating the flowers best as they are more subtle and also make such a pretty addition to a salad.  Mustard flowers are not protected and therefore can be picked however it is best to just pick the fully opened flower right at the top and leave the new buds on so that the plant can continue to flourish.  Pop them in your mouth and after a few second you will get a pleasant sharp tang.  You can also eat the new green pods growing out of the side of the stalk, recognizable by their fine white hairs.  Or wait until the summer when the pods dry out and then you can collect the tiny brown seeds.


So what can we use it for?  How about a mustard plaster? Yes you can grind the mustard seeds up into a paste, place on a cloth and place on the chest or swollen and painful joints.  It opens up blood vessels and, draws out toxins, increases blood flow and reduces swelling and pain.  I am a great sufferer of sinus headaches and you can make an inhalation by mixing ground mustard seeds with boiling water and inhaling it from a bowl with a towel over your head.  My head feels clear and pain free after an inhalation.  

Mustard was a big part of my childhood, Friday lunch at home was always frankfurters with mustard and schmaltz (rendered chicken fat!!).  The best takeout was Blooms salt beef sandwiches with mustard.  RIP Blooms, you are sorely missed.  Now I barely eat meat during the week I enjoy a sandwich of veggie shntizel, red pepper and mustard.  

The Old Testament gives no mention of the mustard but The Talmud Babli recommends eating it once every thirty days to prevent sickness in the house, but no more than that as it isn’t so good for the heart!  It was also recommended to be eaten together in the elite houses as an accompaniment to the “gifts for the Priests”.  They are recommended to “eat as the angels eat – roast beef and mustard!”  The Essential Talmud, Rabbi Adin Shteinsaltz.  I always thought that roast beef and mustard was a classic British dish eaten on Sunday lunch but even this dish seemed to have originated in the land of Israel. 

Mustard seed compared to pea!
The tiny seeds in Jewish, Christian and Islamic sources are all a metaphor for something so small having so much significance. This is because the tiny mustard seed grows into the tallest plant and has the most intense flavor.  In our current situation I feel that metaphor can be used to enrich our lives.  At the moment we don’t have the big experiences – shows, restaurants, holidays, parties however we can use this time to appreciate the small experiences. Drinking coffee in the sun, a pleasant exchange with a neighbor or admiring the local flowers.





I think my favorite recipe with mustard is Welsh Rarebit more commonly known as cheese on toast:

·         25g butter
·         1 medium onion, finely chopped
·         1 tbsp flour
·         75 ml Guinness
·         140g mature cheddar, grated
·         1 tsp English mustard
2 eggs beaten

  1. Melt the butter in a saucepan and fry onion for 10/15 mins until soft and translucent.
  2. Add the flour and cook for 1 minute.
  3. Gradually add the Guinness to make a smooth sauce; add the cheese and mustard.
  4. Finally add the eggs on a low heat until the mixture thickens. Do NOT overcook or have the heat too high otherwise your eggs will scramble.
  5. Your mix is now ready to top on your toast (toast both sides of the bread) or mushrooms and grill.
Recipe courtesy of Michele Levy, friend, fantastic cook and fellow blogger. Check out her blog: lovelondonlovefood

Photos courtesy of Yasmin Maissel, a lovely daughter, a lousy cook and a great photographer

Editing courtesy of Elizabeth Kay From HaChamama Shel Elizabeth, friend, neighbour and my adviser on everything!