Food: radishes and radish greens
Self-tutoring about food: the tutor visits an old favourite.
When I was a kid in the Maritimes, radishes were ubiquitous during the summer. Everyone ate them without hesitation. I can’t recall anyone saying they didn’t like them; such an idea wasn’t even possible. They were part of the summer bounty, and you took them in like the sun.
When I got to BC, radishes weren’t nearly so common. They were here, yes, but more like pineapple or broccoli. You had to intend to buy them and eat them. Subsequently, we had them a lot less.
Last Sunday I went up by myself to shop for the week. Diane and my younger son were to set out camping on Monday, so Diane had done their shopping separately.
My older son has a full-time physical job, so the food groups are important. (They always are, of course, but I’m a little more flexible about what I will eat.) Especially produce was needed: I already had sandwich items for his lunches, and some main courses. I looked at the deals.
Of course it’s summer, so there were highlights: cauliflower, [red, yellow, and orange] peppers, Romaine lettuce, tomatoes, apricots (which we never buy, for some reason), and — radishes. Yes, there they were – radishes by the bunch for 99 cents, greens still attached.
We never buy radishes. Yet, you know me, though: I was immediately cast back to my childhood, when the radishes would’ve been chosen without even a thought. To quote the Monkees, however — “That was then; this is now.” Should I get them? I wondered.
The attached greens suggested to me they, too, were edible, so I was all the more intrigued: I can’t recall eating radish greens as a kid. After hesitation, I took a bunch of radishes.
At home, my wife was surprised I’d bought radishes: our kids typically like to “stay in their lane” regarding food, rather than trying different ones.
The radishes stayed in the fridge until last night. I hope to tell the next part of the story next post:)Jack of Oracle Tutoring by Jack and Diane, Campbell River, BC.