Cabbage, Radishes, Pearl

[mrissa]

Dear Great-Grandma,

I was in the store just after 6 this morning, beating the crowds to get my Thanksgiving supplies. The clerk said to me, “I can see you’re in charge of the vegetables this year. You have all the fancy things.” She was holding a cabbage and a bunch of radishes.

And I thought of you, Great-Grandma. I thought of you and your cousins

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[sam_t]

Reaction 1:
Huh, I think of radishes as a summer vegetable. If cabbages are a fancy vegetable, what counts as not fancy? Mind you, I've always thought of savoy cabbages as quite impressive and stylish - it must take hours for tiny dressmakers to do all that quilting.

Reaction 2 doesn't really have words.

[mrissa]

You're right, I am probably lumping too many root veg together.

At least I wasn't buying parsnips and turnips and rutabagas. I tell you a story!

So my uncle Phil is a retired gentleman. In his 70s. He does the grocery shopping for himself and my aunt. Many people assume that this means he is widowed, because men of his generation do less of that sort of chore, but no, he's just awesome, has been doing the shopping for years. So he became gradually aware that there was a woman of about his age following him through the grocery store and smiling at him. Following...smiling.

Then he got to the produce department. Picked out parsnips, turnips, rutabagas. His follower looked him directly in the eye and said right out loud, "NAH--too WEIRD!" and turned and walked off.

[sam_t]

Oh, that's brilliant.

I had an enormous swede (rutabaga - at least, I think they're the same vegetable) in my veg box twice running, recently, and have discovered that they're great in a slow-cooked beef stew. I don't really like carrots in a stew so I mostly put it in out of desperation (I like swede and potato mash, but not all the time) but it turned out well: velvety but not mushy texture, and enough flavour to be its own thing but melding with rather than trying to outshine the beef. Sliced, fried in butter then braised in stock is also good, but that goes for a lot of things.

[mrissa]

What! Yams too?

That is: does rysmiel react that way to yams too?

[mrissa]

And greet AM for me!

I think the most disappointed look TNH has ever given me was when she had a lot of Roman coins and there was a soldier dragging a root vegetable around, and she said no, it was the head of a barbarian.

I said, "Oh! It's a Swede, not a swede!"

Such a look I got. The, "I thought you were different, but no, you're just another one of THEM" look.

[sam_t]

I came across rutabagas in David Eddings, I think, from which I think I got the idea that they were something like sugar beet except without the sugar. I was very puzzled when I found that they were (a)real, (b)edible by humans and (c)a vegetable I already knew.

[mrissa]

I do like carrots in a stew. I could see both, though.

I am pretty amiable about root vegetables. Except celeriac. I wanted with my whole heart to love celeriac because it is the baobab planet from Le Petit Prince right there in one's hand, but I can't do it, I just can't.

[sam_t]

I like celeriac in celeriac rémoulade, and that's about it, which is puzzling as I really like celeriac rémoulade. It's OK in mash if I manage to get the timing right and dilute it a lot with potato and butter. I don't like it roasted at all.

[ethelmay]

I am pretty sure I like celeriac in stew, though it's a long time since I had it. I am fond of celery (mirepoix would be a useful word for me if I could ever remember it without Google, as that's what I start with for about half the things I cook), and I like most root vegetables in stew, and I just remember it as being sort of turnip-textured but tasting of celery, which was fine.

[mrissa]

Yes, whereas I despise celery. I think of it as being the texture, but clearly it has bled into being the taste, too, where the taste of pineapple is still fine.

[carbonel]

I do like carrots in a stew.

I think carrots belong in a stew, though I eat them first because I don't like them as well as the other stuff.

Peas, though, do not belong. At least not in my stew. No small squishy popping things in my stew, please.