Yesterday was a lovely day. We had breakfast here (a place I highly recommend, and I am not the only one who is a fan - there was a queue out the door when we left) whilst the sun shined. We went to the food market at my daughter's school, whilst the wind was cold and icy. I came home and cooked lunch and watched a hailstorm begin outside. The hailstorm then cleared and the the sky was blue. Later on daughter went to a Halloween themed birthday party and it rained a bit. And then a bit later the sky cleared up again. Just a typical Spring day in Melbourne.
I bought these radishes at the market. Something new for me, I have never bought them before. Ever. I think I am scarred by memories of the crudites plus dips my mother served at her glamourous parties in the 1970s. Or something. But they have a wonderful crispness.
I have been dipping into the new Sophie Dahl cookbook and she has a very simple recipe for radishes. I had no truffle salt so I improvised with truffle oil.
You take the radishes and slice them very thinly (I used a mandoline). Layer them in a dish, allowing their ruby rims to show through. In a little bowl mix up a tablespoon or so of truffle oil, some sea salt and some very finely chopped mint. Pour over the radishes and let them sit a bit. Completely divine. I had eaten most of them by the time lunch was ready!
I know I have been in some weird places this year, medically, but these radishes reminded me of a brain MRI.
I highly recommend the Sophie Dahl book. If not just for the chipped Granny's bowl and lace tablecloth photography, and lots of shots of Sophie in flowery tea dresses. Seriously though, she likes my kind of food - soups, salads, hardly any sugar, chicken and lovely picky things to eat. I feel that she would be a great laugh to have a drink with.
Here's to another cancer free week.
