A griddle cake gourmand. A harbinger of hotcake hauteur.
A flapjack fanatic if you will.
Is it because they’re synonymous with grilling?
Or so simple to eat?
Or because that snap of a natural casing, enclosing spicy-sweet cured meat, accented by tangy mustard, is the perfect confluence of all the taste sensations: sweet, sour, salty and bitter?
Yes, squash blossoms, those vivid yellow flower buds from whence the tender gourd emerges.
What are they, exactly? Well, for one thing, they’re the reproduction organs of a plant that can have sex with itself? How cool is that?