[Photograph: Cuttlefish on Flickr]

"I grew up in West Virginia with ramps growing all over the place and being called 'weeds.' They made you smell oniony if you slid on them while playing outside, and my parents said poor folk used to eat them during WWII. I would think, 'Those poor people, having to eat smelly weeds!' And I still think that when I see them on restaurant menus. Only now it's, 'People pay to eat the smelly weeds?' And I look at them mucking up my backyard and wonder if I can somehow ship them to NYC and make some money." —ComfyOne