When we moved into our new house, I planted a bed of asparagus in the front, so I’ve been waiting for several years to enjoy the fruits (or vegetables) of my labor. You don’t want to eat it the first year, and not much the second, so it gets nice and big and strong.
So last year, when we were able to eat it, we had an early warm spell followed by a hard freeze that pretty much squashed those hopes. Thawed, mushy asparagus is not good.
So this year, while the first couple spears up were similarly frozen, we’ve been picking every couple days to keep up with it. It’s such a seasonal treat, gotta enjoy it while it lasts!