From a young age, I developed a strained relationship with Swiss chard.I happily ate spinach as a child and all sorts of salad greens, too. Swiss chard, though, was always a disappointment.If I had to point a finger, my late Aunt Agnes would get the blame for my dislike of this hearty garden green.Aunt Agnes was a wonderful gardener; she could grow anything. Her cooking was another story.Her mother died when she was very young, and I suspect that Aunt Agnes did the best she [...]
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