I feel like an adventurer, a pioneer. I decided to try a new approach to radishes. When looking for a pickled radish recipe, I ran across a recipe for "braised radishes." I'm not sure that I technically braised them as I started with butter in the pan and didn't really sear them. I guess you would say that I sauteed them. Either way, they turned out wonderful.
As I stated, I started with a pat of butter in the pan. I let it melt and then added the radishes - quartered or halved so that they would be bite size. I tossed the radishes around in the pan so that they were coated in butter and let them cook. After about five minutes, I added some garlic - mainly because it sounded good. I then turned the heat down from medium to medium-low and put a lid over the pan. I stirred them every once in awhile, but mostly just let them cook. It took about 15 minutes before I could pierce them with a fork easily.
I poured the whole thing out onto a plate, added a dash of salt, and explored. As I took my first bite, I wondered what it would be like to have been the first person to try this food. For me, it was a first. I have only eaten radishes raw, in salad, and, just recently, pickled. The had the consistency of a nicely cooked carrot. But the flavor was new. There was no hint of that spicy crisp radish you find in a salad. It was a more mellow radish...one that would be a nice addition to a plate with chicken or pork. I could see someone asking what type of potato I was serving, as they looked and felt a bit like baby red potatoes.
I have tried lots of unusual foods in my life. Braised radishes are nowhere near the most exotic fare. But the act of cooking a radish was a leap of faith...a journey from the foods that I recognize. And it will certainly not be the last time.
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