When I was a kid I thought white violets were the most beautiful flowers in the world. One day as I was cutting through my neighbor’s yard to get to my piano lesson at Mrs. Howl’s (okay-Howell’s), I took a kitchen knife and a paper cup with me so I could dig one up from their yard to plant in my own yard. I was never been able to forget that indiscretion because that one plant spread and turned into hundreds of white violets all over my parents’ backyard. Fortunately they are great sprinkled over salads or sugared and used to decorate cakes. Or just eat them right when you pick them so you can say you did.