Do you ever laugh at your own jokes because, at least in your own head, you’re hilarious? Totally me this morning thinking of this particular post. I’m sitting here imagining all the raised eyebrows and dropped jaws responding to the title. Especially, if you know me personally.
If you know me at all, you already know I’m NOT (repeat NOT NOT NOT!) a supporter of medical marijuana, or devil’s lettuce, or pot, or whatever else someone wants to call that dopey little plant (no pun intended). I’m not going to condemn anyone else for its use (if they’re a consenting adult), and I’m not going to get into big ol’ debates about it. But I truly do not believe it’s the ‘miracle drug’ it’s being made out to be.
I’m no doctor or expert on naturopathy, and I DO know that many Earth-born remedies can trump chemical ones. But, with the overnight sensation that it’s become, there’s just something about it that rubs me the wrong way, and I’ve learned to trust my instincts. Even if a doctor or naturopathy expert gives me recommendations on whatever my particular issue is, my final decision is ALWAYS made by listening to my gut.
So, if not marijuana soup, then what? Edible weeds. Yep. Those obnoxious little invaders to your royal garden that seem to take over the whole thing overnight. My thought is – if you can’t beat ‘em, eat ‘em! As long as you’ve correctly identified the particular plant to make sure it’s not a harmful one, then go ahead and make it a part of your menu. Just make sure that it’s an edible one. I take no responsibility for your choices, just as I don’t hold anyone else accountable for mine.
I have a green powder that I made myself. It’s a combination of any edible leafy green I find in my yard that hasn’t been eaten or preserved another way (canning, fermenting, etc). So, it has turnip greens, kale, broccoli greens, dandelion, curly dock, purslane…just whatever. You could probably even throw in marijuana if you wanted (and it was legal in your state). Whatever floats your boat, Captain!
Because of the super-nutrient value of many common weeds, I would probably pay a fortune for it at any store. But, I’ve never paid for it – and never will. Why pay through the nose for something I can get for free – and don’t even have to work to get? Even my neighbors will gladly let me have theirs if I want them. Yeah, I’m a hard-core supporter of saving money wherever I can, too!
What all do I do with it? It pretty much goes in anything I want to add an extra nutrient punch to – casseroles, sandwich fillings, potato toppings…Even brownies and cakes! (And no, depending on how much you use, you can’t taste it). Really, the possibilities are endless! This morning, I added it to my cream of broccoli soup. Yes, I take eating to a whole new level of weirdness sometimes, and eat soup for breakfast a lot, too!
But being weird is just another part of me I’ve learned to accept. If I’m doing what I feel is best for my body, then that’s enough for me – whether it’s eating garden weeds or NOT consuming ‘the weed’. I don’t let my pain dictate my treatments and I don’t let the rest of the world dictate my diet – and that’s no joke. But, again, to each their own. That’s just me.