Appalachian delicacies

I did not grow up in Canaan Valley. I actually spent the majority of my childhood in Marietta, Ohio. I moved to WV after graduated from high school. When I came to WV to visit my family during spring breaks I would often here them talking about ramps. I was just a kid so I didn't think anything about it. It wasn't until I was much older that I had my first encounter with ramps.

My husband grew up here and is a self-professed Appalachian man. lol My husband and his family LOVE ramps, I on the other hand do not. My only association with ramps is the type you drive a car onto when you need an oil change. I was told by many people that the aroma of ramps was not at all pleasant. So, when he said he was going to hunt for ramps I was less than thrilled. I soon experienced the knock out aroma of ramps. OH. MY. GAWD. Let me just say when Spring rolls around and my husband disappears for a few hours on the hunt for the elusive ramps, I duck my tail and run the other way. But I am not one to forbid him from eating his prized catch. lol Luckily he is kind enough to cook them outside. ;)

Although I am not fond of ramps, I am extremely fond of another elusive Appalachian delicacy.
Can anyone tell me what this delicious little nugget is?