Chives are the smallest members of the edible onion family.
Allium
schoenoprasum is a perennial that is native to Europe, Asia and North
America – and while it’s the baby of the allium family, it’s
the only one that is native to both New and Old worlds.
And here’s a bit
more edumacation. This is exactly the sort of thing that makes the internet
fascinating – and when Wikipedia comes into its own.
What most of us
would describe as the stem of a chive is technically called the scape.
A botanical term, it
refers to a long internode that forms the basal part or the
whole of a penduncle.
Phew!
Other plants with a cape include the Taraxacum. Or the
dandelion, as it is far more familiarly known. Actually, I quite like Taraxacum.
How good would it sound to sit outside on a summer's day, sipping a glass of Taraxacum and Arctium lappa?
That’s probably
enough of that. Let’s stick with stem, shall we?
In France, chives
are one of the fines herbes, which also include tarragon,
chervil and/or parsley.
For some of us, of
a certain age, The Herbs was also a short-lived (13
episodes) animated children’s series from the late 1960s, which was set in an
herb garden and starred the likes of Parsley the lion, Dill the dog and Sage
the owl. A spin-off series, centred on Parsley, was later produced.
Written by Michael
‘Paddington Bear’ Bond, there were also chives – 10 of them, and “because there
are so many chives, all looking like each other; it makes it even hard to tell,
a sister from a brother.”
Their parents were
Mr and Mrs Onion and the former was their teacher, in a sort of ex-sergeant
major sort of way. The missus was always crying. Well, as an onion you probably
would.
My sister, who is
younger, was the one who watched. Personally, I’d moved on to stronger stuff by
then. Like Blue Peter. And Top Cat.
The green stems,
though, are every bit as boring as the indistinguishable animated characters
(with no character).
Herb and cartoon
alike, they are bland.
Just look at the picture above – could they even look more uninspiring?
Well, that was my
thinking. When do you use chives? Well, perhaps occasionally as a garnish for,
say, a bowl of leek and potato soup. Because it looks pretty.
But you don’t do
such things regularly because, frankly, you can’t ever buy just 10 chives and
are never going to use the entire, big bag, which has also cost you the best
part of a quid.
So while chives
don’t impress me much, they had always been on my list of herbs to plant when I
got around to sorting out the garden.
The first time I
used any was in a herb omelette at Easter. The chives didn’t particularly stand
out, but then they were with several other herbs.
And then, a couple
of weeks ago, as I was preparing a simple dinner of white fish, new spuds and
some seasonal veg or other, an idea popped into the space between my ears.
Why not try some
chive butter?
It had a bit going
for it, this idea. It wasn’t difficult to see that it would work with every
ingredient I was going to put on the plate.
So I popped into
the garden, snipped half a dozen of the stems, and then snipped them into
butter that I lad left out to reach a malleable state.
Once that’s done,
it’s simply a matter of rolling it up in a little foil and popping it back in
the fridge to firm up.
The result was
amazing. Light years from bland, this was a serious taste – and it was the perfect accompaniment for such a
gentle meal.
This is the benefit
of having fresh herbs, harvested when you want them. And it saves money and
gives variety.
Since then, I’ve
tried parsley and lemon butter, and mint butter.
The former was good
– the latter less interesting than I expected. The chive butter has been done
twice more already.
Chives produce
pretty purple flowers but, like most herbs, you need to get rid of the flower
as soon as it appears if you want to benefit from those stems.
Frankly, after this
revelation, I can’t see any chive in that pot getting to the point of producing
a flower.
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