• Mike Sula
  • Ramp peta with ramp pesto

A few years back friend of the Food Chain Jim Samata was strolling through his western-suburban neighborhood when he caught a powerful whiff of raw onion in the air. He followed his nose to a vacant lot where a mansion had recently been demolished. There, above a shaded gully, some workers were trimming trees and creating the olfactory disturbance when the limbs crashed into the understory. The depression was carpeted in ramps, the wild stinking onion from which our city takes its name (chicagou, in the indigenous tongue), and which inspire a culinary madness among chefs each spring, as they’re among the very first edible things to poke out of the ground.

  • Mike Sula
  • Ramps, somewhere in suburbia

Jim Samata’s ramp peta

Saute the ramps in a pan till soft. In a large bowl, combine eggs, cottage cheese, feta and ramps. Set aside.