07/31/2026
"Yes CHEF!": adventures gathering wild food for my favourite chefs
The other night, before our glorious torrential downpours, I wanted to go for a night hike.
I had been sitting on my porch earlier, when a HUGE thunderclap had me levitating, and the lightning strike sent a current of electricity through my hands and body. Storms were coming, winds were brewing, but I wanted to see the almost-full moon before cloud cover obscured the skies. I drove a bit north up Rt 22 and began to walk. I love exploring at night without flashlight, all of my senses come alive and I "see" magic everywhere.
My (arguably favourite) chef had just requested some sumac, in addition to wild berries and wood sorrel. I have read in many sources that the sumac heads lose their flavor after rain, and this was on my mind. As the sun set and the lightning bugs emerged, the lightning flashed in the distance. I walked and walked along a new trail, wondering where I would find sumac that a) I could reach and b) was not growing along a busy and potentially polluted roadside.
Wallah, I found my answer. Here were smaller sumac specimens, which I could reach by jumping. The rains were fast approaching, and my moment was nigh.
Using the moonlight and lightning flashes I identified Staghorn Sumac trees, and managed to harvest a solid several pounds of the fresh, lemony drupes. I was unprepared, with no cutting tools nor collection basket. Instead I used my hands and stuffed my tshirt as full as possible. I returned to my vehicle amidst the first light rains, having soaked in the energy of the ever-nearing storm, gazed at our gorgeous moon, and collected my last ingredient.
The landscapes and plants around me grow ever more familiar, and I thoroughly enjoy interc
I look forward to the culinary marvels Chef Ryan at Swyft and Ore Hill will craft with those sumac drupes. Learn where your food comes from, enjoy a meal at Swyft and follow my foraging adventures for the backstories of the wilder ingredients.
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