A feast of celery.
Today the Prudent Omnivore is dreaming of celery. Yes, you read that right.
If the mere mention of “celery” conjures thoughts of grocery ready-to-go crudité trays and packets of Hidden Valley Ranch dressing, then let me offer an alternative perspective.
Celery, that hard-working member of a Cajun “holy trinity” and often maligned staple of 1970s diet books, is an oddly polarizing food, dividing us between those who enjoy it as a…
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