Yes, we once made nettle soup (potage aux orties) in Brittany, for my son, who was keen to try, with nettles from the garden, of which they were plenty. Nothing special really, just a typical vegetable soup made with stock, potato for thickening and nettles to impart a sort of greenish flavour, if you can imagine what I mean. It's not something I would bother to make again.Anyone in here eat stinging nettle?
Maybe she was gathering clumps that were cut earlier ?(and so according to what they say no longer stinging**)It's not bad, cooked; a little bit bitter, unless you cook it with milk. Spinach tastes better. So, for that matter do sorrel (sour), lamb's quarters (mild) and kale (more robust). My grandmother used to gather armfuls of it to chop for the ducklings. We watched, aghast, and she just laughed, showing us her gnarled, calloused hands - too tough to sting.
Nope. Nettles grew taller than her by the poultry barn. She just clutched a bunch of stems, hacked them off with her machete - all fresh and strong - and tossed them on her chopping table. (And, yes, they still sting when I accidentally include one in a pile of weed-whacked grass.) It's just the callouses on her hands were too thick for the tiny needles to penetrate, and she was careful not to touch it with any other part. Me, I brushed up against a clump of them and had a big red burning rash for days. They'll go through - and even stay in - fabric, but can't go through leather. Oddly enough, teeny little downy ducks and geese would shovel it up with no sign of distress.Maybe she was gathering clumps that were cut earlier ?(and so according to what they say no longer stinging**)
Yeah, I recall it being much like schav (sorrel soup): not bad, but nothing to write home about.It's not bad, cooked; a little bit bitter, unless you cook it with milk. Spinach tastes better. So, for that matter do sorrel (sour), lamb's quarters (mild) and kale (more robust). My grandmother used to gather armfuls of it to chop for the ducklings. We watched, aghast, and she just laughed, showing us her gnarled, calloused hands - too tough to sting.