Today I arrived at work and DH's assistant, A-san, had a small glass of water on her desk in which was a single stem of something I could not identify. She was so very pleased with it, though, and told me it was quite"natsukashii" (nostalgic) and brought back happy childhood memories. The plant is called "tsukushi". I kept thinking she was calling it beautiful (which is a letter/sound or two away: "utsukushii"). She would say, "Tsukushi." and I would nod, "Yes, it's nice.", thinking "beautiful" was a little over the top on this one. "Delicate" maybe, but "beautiful"? It's always a lovely adventure in mis-communication, shall be to the end, it seems.
Soon O-san, the lady at the next desk, came around the cubicle and began making over the little stem in similar ways. "Ooooo. Ahhh. Natsukashii, na?" [Ooooo. Ahhh. Nostalgic, isn't it?] So, apparently it's a big hit here. Also, edible, once properly prepared.
The thing was so small, no more than five inches long, I can hardly imagine prepping for cooking without destroying it altogether. I was told the plant
Before you head out...look a little closer and see if you agree, my mistaken hearing was not SUCH a mistake after all...
The tip of the plant in this macro shot (same plant as above) looks like something outside the Rockefeller Center in a different season, don't you think?
Do I plan to go horsetail gathering later today? Ummmh. I think I'll pass on that. But you let me know if you visit down by the freight yard and run across any. ;o)