I admit - there were many things I did not understand about Seattle when I first moved here. The rain, the lack of a decent public transportation system aside from buses, the seeming unwillingness to dance at shows, and the almost legendary steely Northwestern reserve. While I have come to grips with most of these features of the Emerald City (having friends from the East Coast to whom I can whine helps), there's one peculiarity that I've never quite understood: ornamental kale. Yes, here in the PCNW, we like to grow kale - not simply something to be savored in a pot of greens, but as a plant that can adorn our summer gardens. Flowerpots surrounding many local coffee shops are likely to include purple kale, but it was not until yesterday that I fully understood the pervasiveness of this relative of the cabbage family.
It was a beautiful day in Seattle, and I wandered around downtown, enjoying the sunshine and the throngs of tourists. I found myself in Pike Place Market, and, as is my wont, I could not leave without buying some flowers (pictured below).
A close-up of the beautiful bouquet I bought.
Looking closer, I noticed something unusual about the greenery surrounding the bouquet.
Hmm, what is that green stuff near the bottom of this bouquet?
It's green and curly...looks like kale to me.
My fears were confirmed when I got home and took apart the arrangement...the greenery was, indeed, kale.
Um, shouldn't this stuff be cooking on my stove instead of gracing my flowers?
Once again, the Pacific Northwest has foiled my attempts to understand its subtleties.