The balcony garden continues!
Selected for its well established leafy green progress, the newest addition is a sorrel plant. I had a vague notion what sorrel is, at least I was pretty sure it was edible, until I chomped on one of the leaves. The flavour is bizarre! My taste bud warning lights came on and I admit I did a quick google check to confirm this plant’s non-poisonous status.
Safe to eat it is, although I was warned not to dive into a sorrel heavy diet too quickly or suffer it’s potential laxative effect. My first impression is that this leafy green would be best suited to small quantities anyway, the flavour is so unusual.
Where I was expecting bitter I found sweet, but also salty and sour, just hints of all these things in a soft green leaf. The tasting notes I found online all compared the flavour of sorrel to kiwi fruit or strawberry, and I have to say I agree. What a great surprise to find a complex, fruity, leafy green.
Next stop, sorrel omelette.
Change yet again proves itself to be great. From raging Newtown to peaceful Marrickville, from crumbly terrace to warehouse apartment.
I am loving this place like my first time out of home. The heady infatuation of something so separate, so different, so mine. I love it so much I almost feel guilty, like I am neglecting the nest that has looked after me for so long. And it has, the wonderful suburb of Newtown, carried me through a period of excess and growth and ever intersecting relationships. I still feel close to it like it is there if I need it, but now I can go back and visit when I want and really appreciate the time spent. Change had to happen and it is good.
I am an inner Sydney girl at the start of a new path. After years of hard study I am a qualified Naturopath, a profession that fills me with excitement, awe and respect. I see a future where I never stop learning and questioning, seeing things from new perspectives and discovering the wonders of the natural world.