Name: Chicken, peas and asparagus broth
Prep time: 5 min
Cook time: 35 min
Total time: 40 min
Ingredients: 2 tbsp olive oil; 2 free-range chicken breasts; 350 g new potatoes, sliced 1 -2 cm thick; 120 ml white wine; 500 ml chicken stock; 200 g defrosted frozen peas; 200 g asparagus; 1 lemon zested and a squeeze of juice

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A bright, zesty, dish full of Spring flavours and a perfect midweek meal

It’s Spring and this chicken, peas and asparagus broth is just the ticket.

SERVES: 2
PREP TIME: 5 mins
COOKING TIME: 35 – 40 mins
DIFFICULTY: easy
IDEAL FOR: midweek meal, family
BUDGET: £

Asparagus

You know winter has passed and spring has arrived when you see asparagus in the shops.

They’re represent a change of season.

And for me, this rather labour-intensive vegetable, has a lot more meaning.

As I had a 2-week crash course on growing, picking, and packing asparagus in Australia.

The backpacker

… AKA me.

It was a long time ago now but the memory of Jugion, NSW, remains strong and vivid.

I was desperately skint in Cairns and found a notice for work on an asparagus farm.

With accommodation.

So, I set off.

It was only 50 hours by bus. Ouch.

I can’t think of a better way to describe this farm and the accommodation.

But something like, horrific comes to mind.

We were given a plate and cup each in the mess tent and were told by a very scary Aussie woman, that if we lost them, we’d starve as they wouldn’t replace them.

After our first supper clinging onto our plates and cups for dear life.

We were shown our shared accommodation.

These were container boxes (literally made of thing wood), with bunks inside.

And, we discovered, later on, Red Back spiders.

The asparagus factory

This was where we spent our working day.

I was relieved once I realised the back-breaking work of picking these little green gems from the dirt.

My job was on the factory line and my very specific job was to put the asparagus into bunches.

Then hand it to my colleague who would put a rubber band around it.

And they would hand it to someone to place neatly in a box.

Now this seems basic. And it is.

However, the asparagus comes flying at you from a conveyor belt above.

And walking around patrolling, is more terrifying Aussies, shouting at us to hurry up.

The exit

Needless to say, we didn’t last terribly long at this asparagus farm.

And quit 2 weeks later to take our small earnings and get to Sydney.

Where we lived in a hostel and started some more backpacking jobs.

Friendships

The best thing about our asparagus adventure.

I met some of my best, lifelong friends there.

And we all escaped it together and looked after one another in Sydney.

It’s now 20 years down the line and we’re all still great friends.

With an asparagus bond.

So, asparagus tastes very sweet to me.

Because it’s hands-down the taste of Spring.

And because it holds a lot of history for me.