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The Edible Illustrator
I have always loved radishes and their earthy, peppery flavor. So cool, so crisp and so refreshing in a ginormous spring salad (the only kind I like). Really, I have a weakness for any root vegetable but this week I am putting the focus on the so often overlooked radish. I am sure the future will allow for more talk of my other favorite and rooterrific veggies.
Feminista a la Carte
Arianne McGinnis has casually cropped hair and long bangs that she brushes off her forehead as if looking for her thoughts across the parking lot of the trendy burger joint we’re perched next to. Her speech is clipped, but interspersed with laughter. Her body moves awkwardly in an airy dress, as if unaccustomed to the freedom from what I imagine were perennial denim cut-offs rubbed with dirt from the fields in which she once worked. She reminds me of Jodie Foster.
The Unredeemed Radish
I’ve never met a vegetable I didn’t like, at least not one I couldn’t make more palatable by bathing in butter, showering in salt or layering in liquid cheese. That is, until I met the radish. She came into my life somewhat unexpectedly, showing up in my dinner salad—her dusty, magenta skin and bright white meat a stark contrast to the sickly green manger of iceberg lettuce and sliced celery on which she rested.