that I've never gotten enough of it to the kitchen to actually cook.
I usually ate it raw while I'm working on other stuff in the garden. 
Of course, I've never had a large enough, old enough bed to do more than that. For a decade, I had a cycle that went like this:
I'd double-dig a new bed, put in new starts, nurture them through their first season, and get a little asparagus to eat the 2nd season...until, about half way through, rodents would show up and eat them from below. Gophers, mostly. So I'd start again the next spring.
Until, finally, in the last place I lived, I lined the bed with hardware cloth. That worked great; the asparagus actually made it into the 3rd season. At that point, the neighbor's bermuda grass crossed into the garden and started taking over everything. I was struggling to pull all the bermuda out and leave asparagus behind, until I moved to the far north, where I've never managed to handle all the weeds, let alone find time to actually plant things on purpose, lol.
Anyway, the pictures of your asparagus made me hungry. I'm going to find some dinner.
Edit history
Recommendations
0 members have recommended this reply (displayed in chronological order):
= new reply since forum marked as read