When my mom moved to Canada at age 4, from an inhospitable Poland, people called her a “greenhorn,” a person ignorant of the language and culture. She made it her business to fit in and become a proud Canadian. When she was just 17, she married my dad and entered a world of fresh fruits and vegetables. They were wholesalers, peddlers of the freshest, most colorful produce they could find. Dad ran the business and brought home a cornucopia of samples every week. Mom, appreciative with every cut of her knife, transformed those bright specimens into memories I still cherish.
Have you filled up on something bright lately? How green was it?
- Green is my favourite colour, but I’ve been jittery — Make that “fickle.” I flirted with red for a while, got hooked on pink but pretty much stuck to black in my apparel. When it comes to food, though, green remains my top choice.
- Try one, two or 55 of my Best Green Jittery Recipes – assembled in loving memory of my dad, who passed away last July at the ripe, old age of 92. Maybe all those greens kept him going?