In Patience Gray’s classic Honey from a Weed (1986),her account of culinary subsistence living in Puglia during the Seventies, she writes of the annual known as fat hen: ‘I was astonished to find that in the Salento people call this plant ‘la saponara’ and use it to clean their hands after working in the fields, rather than eating it. It is often found in cultivated ground next to deadly nightshade. The shape of their leaves is similar, but those of the nightshade are dark green; so study both plants before gathering fat hen.”
All rather insouciant and I’d rather take the frisson out of foraging unless I’m dead certain what I’m picking is not toxic. So I’m not in the “that’s probably not fly agaric” camp. Yet this is a land today where the likes of sea buckthorn and wild garlic prop up restaurant menus in season and at the wonderful The Riverside, in Herfordshire’s Lugg valley I didn’t feel I was being stung when chef patron Andy Link served up a nettle cake as pud. Local snails and sweet cicely parfait also featured in a memorable meal.
Behind this 16th century sheep drovers’ inn rise veg terraces steepling into wooded hills. And there among the brassicas and edible flowers we stumbled upon the bane of my summer, Good King Henry. Now we all Know who Bad King Henry was; recent polls have awarded ‘Worst Monarch’ label to the VIII. But The Good?
The name of this species of goosefoot (and close relative of fat hen/white goosefoot) doesn’t reference royalty. It comes from the German Guter Heinrich (Good Henry) to distinguish it from Böser Heinrich (Bad Henry) a name for the poisonous plant Mercurialis perennis. Brits adde the King bit later. No that it has ever ruled our tables. It is still much cherished by home cooks in Alpine regions for its spinach like qualities. I wanted to join their number when accepting a sturdy specimen as a gift from Andy Link. Then my wobbles began.
Safely replanted at home next to the Charlemagne horseradish and the research began into a wild plant whose Latin name is Chenopodium bonus-henricus but goes under a variety of monickers – perennial or oak-leaved goosefoot, poor man’s asparagus, mercury, common orache, long-stalked orache, spear-leaved orache and, notably in this country, Lincolnshire spinach. Until the 19thy century Good King Henry was regularly been used in British kitchens, possibly first introduced by the Romans; pollen from it has been found been found on sites even before then,
Like the fat hen (Chenopodium album) it is semi-wild and can grow up to 75cm tall. It has large, triangular leaves with powdery surfaces and wavy edges. The first green leaves emerge in April and are available for picking until August. From May through August, the small flower spikes are visible.
The leaves, stalks, and blossom buds can all be eaten, but the flavour of the leaves becomes bitterer as the season goes on Which is why, now it is September have I left my harvesting too late. Already the leaves at the back are turning ruddy and sere.
From the star those large triangular leaves share with sorrel (a favourite of mine) acidic traces of oxalic acid. OK, it is proof of valuable iron but bad for you if you suffer from rheumatism or gout, apparently. I’m working on the later.
Surely, it’s no bitterer than kale. Should I just lightly steam it as I make my belated effort to cook with Henry? Or perhaps go down the salsa verde route? Blending it with vinegar, salt and capers?
In the end I aim for a more substantial dish, a quiche with a touch of honey – to counter the ouch factor – ricotta and honey. I had first soaked the leaves for an hour in a salty solution to leach out the bitterness and then rinsed them. How did it turn out? Dandelionish, the hint of honey didn’t detract from a sharpness, quelled by the eggs. I accompanied it with steamed Swiss chard, scattered with toasted pine nuts.
My harvest left very little foliage on my Good King Henry, but it’s a perennial and famously pest-resistant, so I expect it will be back sturdier than ever; and it hardly seems invasive. Famous last words not quite. Further research reveal it is also a host plant to several moths: death’s-head hawkmoth, nutmeg, orache, dark spinach and plain pug moth. What does this mean for my little plot?
