I’ve had many failures in my attempts at gardening, but none so beautiful or so bitter as my Italian Cicoria Rossa di Chioggia. No one liked it, even me. The Women’s Committee dumped a whole pot of soup after I coaxed them to try it. Others simply spit it out. After a nurturing three months, it was time to add over 100 head to the compost heap.
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Wonder why Italians like it so much...or maybe they don't either!
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