May is peak dandelion season, in case you haven’t noticed. These cheery golden flowers are blooming en masse, blanketing grassy fields and — horrors! — scattered across your lawn. I don’t mind a dandelion or two or 20. I admire their scrappy determination to flourish in spite of our best efforts to eradicate them. They’re doing exactly as they please, ignoring our fussy rules about where they should and shouldn’t grow. It’s a flower after my own unruly heart.
I recall that my father attempted to make sweet dandelion wine when I was about 8 years old. He went out into our yard and picked buckets of dandelions, then bagged them up and put them in the freezer to use when he was ready. When he pulled them out of the freezer later, the little rascals had all turned into puffballs. Foiled again by the crafty dandelion.
While I’ve been admiring them, I’ve also been wondering about eating them. The entire dandelion plant is edible — roots, stems, leaves and blossoms. Battle Ground horticulturist Eve Hanlin once told me that she likes to bake the blooms into muffins to “freak out her friends.” That’s the kind of baked good I can get behind.
I looked up recipes for foods containing dandelions — dandelion jelly is quite easy to make, it seems, though I’ve never tried it myself — but nothing really tickled my fancy. I combined elements from a few different recipes to make lemon dandelion cupcakes with a honey-cream cheese glaze. They are tart and zingy with a very subtle floral note. My daughter imagines that they’re something Tinkerbell might eat; she called them “fairy food.” You supply the fairy dust.