I LOVE dandelions. When I was growing up, and my Italian grandmother visited, she would send us kids into the yard to pick dandelion greens for salads, or braised dishes. I’m not sure I liked them then (I do now), but I sure liked the idea of something edible growing in my lawn.

Fortunately, I live in the country, and am not bothered by neighborhood associaitons–or uptight neigbors in general. In spring, my front yard, which is about a quarter acre, is awash in buttery yellow dandelions. I love how their bright little faces reach toward the morning sun, and follow it all day, until nightfall, when they close up to sleep.

Now THAT’S entertainment. Hey, it’s dinner and a show!