I once co-hosted a baby shower on my sister's farm in Niagara, Ontario. At the very last moment, the mom-to-be was unable to attend. With a backyard full of women with nothing to do, my sister asked if anyone wanted to see the asparagus garden. The group of us, ranging in age from six to 85 years old, trekked half a kilometre into their property.When we came upon the garden, it was like nothing I had ever seen: a 300-square-foot patch covered in asparagus spears. They shot up randomly with each spear unique in shape and size. We rolled up our pants and armed with sharp knives and wicker baskets, harvested enough for everyone to go home with a suppers-worth.
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