A WELSHMAN is tucking into a traditional St David’s Day feast of daffodils, it has emerged.
Swansea resident Joseph Turner is honouring the patron saint of Wales with the customary plate of lightly sautéed daffodils that all his countrymen heartily consume at this time of year.
He said: “In the same way Christmas wouldn’t be complete without turkey, St David’s Day just doesn’t feel right without a mouth-watering serving of daffodils ripped straight out of the garden. They’re a delicacy.
“Nobody knows for sure where the tradition came from. Some historians reckon Saint David couldn’t get enough of the things, while others argue they represent the dragon he failed to kill. When they taste this good though, who cares about the details?
“To be honest I’m surprised that eating daffodils hasn’t caught on in the rest of Britain. Why does everyone get enjoyably drunk on Saint Patrick’s Day but they won’t eat a plateful of bitter flowers that give you stomach ache? It doesn’t make sense.
“Yes, daffodils are poisonous and eating them makes you really ill, but they’re no worse than the minced sheep’s lungs Scots stuff their faces with on Burns night. That’s properly weird.”
