Guess what this is?
It’s a pickled turnip! Dustin, my sister and my sister’s friend Jess, went to an absolutely amazing Mediterranean restaurant called Café Med a little while ago, and this little guy arrived on top of my salad. I’ve been accused of being a picky eater, but I’m actually pretty adventurous, as long as the food isn’t fatty, fried, covered in cheese or otherwise fat-panic inducing. Plus I love pickles, and who eats turnips these days? It actually tasted a lot like horseradish—not too bad.
Also--Jess, you are very delightful and permanently always invited!
1 comment:
That is just sick and wrong. :)
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