Glad to see there are few educated taste buds on the board.
Growing up the traditional early spring ramp dinner always fixed by my great grand mom and grand mom was stewed ramps, a few fresh ramps on the side, fried tators, a big chunk of salt cured ham, brown beans and cornbread. The old folks always washed it all down with buttermilk. I never could get the knack for liking buttermilk..
After the comments....got me to thinking about a little fishing and mollie moochin' adventure.
