Phone rings at work.
Holly, Wood and Vine, I say, alone in the office (sniff).
Hello? Says man with very local accent.
Hello! I say, thinking, What's he selling?
This may sound really strange, says the man's voice, but...uh...I'm calling to find out about weeds.
W E E D S, he spells...
Are they good for anything?
Um, well, some of them are, I say, Some of them are edible. Like lambs quarters, dandelions...
Really! he says, excited, Like, you can bake them like wheat. W H E A T?
Uh...no, they're leaves, L E A V E S so you eat them cooked or raw like salad, but you have to know what they are so you don't get sick, I say, speaking more slowly and clearly.
Really, this is great, great...this is very useful information to me. But, no bread?
Well, I say, I know you can harvest the seed of amaranth and make a flour...
I knew it! he says. Thank you!
Where are you calling from, I ask?
The Bronx, he says...I work for you!
He tells me his name. He does some demolition work and hauling for us when we are starting a new garden from scratch and need a lot of stuff taken out and away.
He says, My brother needs to know about this, he has a Message to put out and I said I know who can help!
Ah, I say. Well, you can Google edible weeds and you will find a whole, long list.
I'm gonna do that right now he says!