i just returned from my yearly trek to the desert to hear some good music with 80,000 other crazy peeps. this year it was 105 degrees in the shade! yikes! before we left, there was a herculean effort to be made to eat up the big bucket o’ ramps we harvested from our secret mountainside. there was gnudi of course, there was pie (made with 1 very large bunch) my favorite risotto, and ramp greens sauteed simply, in olive oil and butter, tossed with a bit of egg tagliatelle and quite a few strong grinds of black pepper. unlike last year when i ended up with greens to use up after i pickled all those bottoms, this year i ended up with an excess of bottoms that had to be used.