Nicoletta surprised me on Mother's Day with a pasta dish straight from her imagination and ... the backyard. I saw her in the woods and guessed she was picking a boquet of flowers or hunting for insects. Instead Nicoletta was picking tender fiddleheads from the last few ferns that had yet to unfurl. She carried them inside (rather sneaky like) and sauteed them in butter and garlic with fresh morrel mushrooms from our neighbors.Our budding chef laddled the fiddlehead/mushroom comb over pasta for a succulant lunch that even Julia Child would have been proud to call her own.
