Sunday, June 21, 2009

Great Grandpa Karela


It's been well over twenty years since I last ate kohlrabi. This exotic looking veggie was commonplace in my Grandpa and Grandma Karela's backyard. I remember sitting on the back porch as Grandpa would cut off a slice of this German radish-cabbage crossbreed. Couldn't pass it up this weekend at the farmer's market. But now that it sits on my counter, I'm not quite sure what to do with it. I googled and yahooed this vegetable, desperate to find a recipe that seemed courageous enough to take on this little sputnik. Decided to pass on the kohlrabi empanadas and go the old fashioned route...eat it raw.

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