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Not Eating Wild Things Today: Stinging Nettles

So how dumb do you have to be to stick something in your mouth that has “stinging” as part of its name? Well pretty dumb according to my wife, but growing up a poor kid in Southern Appalachia we ate all manner of weird things, and were happy to get it. Nettles were one of those weird things. Yep, they really do sting. Not so much as to cause you to drop to the ground writhing in pain, but enough to make you let go. Honestly I enjoy being stung by nettles. I find it exciting, almost electrifying, to a point. Usually when my throat starts to swell shut I know I’ve had enough and I get up, put my clothes back on and stop wallowing in it. Then I pick some of the plants that have not been too wallowed and bring them home to cook. But no such luck today. The search continues!

Categories: Eating Wild Things
  1. May 19, 2013 at 8:16 pm

    Remember that fairy tale about the brothers who were turned into swans? And their sister had to spin and weave and sew them shirts to make them back into human beings?

    In the version I learned, she had to spin nettles. I didn’t appreciate what that meant when I was a kid reading fairy tales. After I became a handspinner and learned more about fiber, I was amazed at that. And the not speaking for all those years while she did it too. 🙂


    (random useless fact brought to you by Archergal) 🙂

  2. The Velo Hobo
    May 20, 2013 at 6:10 am

    You can do a lot with a nettle. Eat them, make a tea, make a rope…I think herbalist use the roots for something. I’m still looking. I haven’t run across any yet this year. I haven’t eaten them since I was a kid, but I remember they were very tastey.

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