Years ago, on a day in early February, I visited a French garden that was empty, aside from one astonishing crop. It was the first time I'd ever seen purple Brussels sprouts, and they were a very deep wine color, on tall, gangly stalks.
Barbara Damrosch Special to The Washington Post, Winchester Star: Home and Garden
Tue, 08/30/2016 - 12:43pm
Years ago, on a day in early February, I visited a French garden that was empty, aside from one astonishing crop. It was the first time I'd ever seen purple Brussels sprouts, and they were a very deep wine color, on tall, gangly stalks.