I have a second variety of garlic, a large white soft-neck garlic that I just harvested (only enough to replant next year). The problem is I don't know exactly which variety it is as I have sort of collected a couple from organic grocers and other places. So my thought was that this one would be a mild flavour, given it is quite a large one. I thought I may have got myself confused and that this was the 'Russian Garlic' (which incidentally is actually more closely related to leeks) which is generally a milder flavour. So I thought I'd have a clove this morning! HOLY COW! It was a bit like eating a jalapeņo pepper! My eyes watered, my tongue screamed for respite. I felt content.
I think I may have lost my Russian garlic somewhere in my disorganisation.
I didn't eat a whole clove in case I became a bit overpowering for the other people in my life. I might as well eat the whole one now
I will sleep well tonight knowing I won't be needing Buffy tonight