Rain means bamboo shoots, and a compulsory harvest of shoots from under the power-lines. A species that can grow from zero to eighty feet in a matter of weeks needs monitoring in this regard. I don’t like harvesting shoots, because every shoot means more moso in my expanding grove. Yet there’s an up-side. Fresh moso shoots handled correctly aren’t just edible: they are a vegetable delicacy like artichoke or asparagus, worthy of being eaten with a specially prepared Hollandaise sauce.
It’s odd that the apostle of Hollandaise, Julia Child, is being portrayed cinematically by renowned food-cop, Meryl Streep, who in the past objected to Julia’s promotion of such dangerous things as a sauce composed mainly of egg yolk and butter. La Streep also railed against Julia’s indifference to organics, and the threat to children posed by, y’know, chemicals and stuff.
Now if I were a cinema celeb, I’d let my kids eat any old apples, but keep them away from great directors like Woody Allen and Roman Polanski. So please, let’s discard any hippy pieties that may be associated with fresh, wild-grown moso shoots… and give them a good drenching in butter, mayonnaise or Hollandaise. Good recipes here: