I remember experiencing an almost unseemly level of excitement when I learned that potatoes and tomatoes were part of the nightshade family.

Nightshade…the very word draws you (me) in.

Maybe it was reading Mists of Avalon as an impressionable teenager: all those strong, misunderstood women who knew how to heal a handsome knight or take down a rogue one with a tea made from this or that garden clipping...