This was not a plant that I was familiar with growing up in the northeastern United States. The closest I experienced ginger was the jar of blonde powder in my mom’s spice cabinet. It wasn’t until I was on my own that I learned about this aromatic root and all the amazing gifts it brings to the table.

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