We'll hopefully get to the bottom of the Karl Rove/Valerie Plame leak issue.
In the meantime: Fennel pollen is on the verge of ripening. Here's a shot of slightly premature foraged wild buds -- they're not ready to fall off into my hand yet, but they're yellow and fragrant (and I couldn't stop beloved husband and co-cook from picking a few, even though they're not quite useable).
I have a totally groovy recipe in mind. Tell you all about it as soon as the fennel pollen is ripe.
Oh, and I shouldn't even reveal this: Foraged grape leaves. Coming soon.