I have vivid memories of my Papa (my mother’s father) standing at the kitchen sink cleaning and eating radishes, not even bothering to take them to the table to eat them.
Ellie has clearly inherited those radish-loving genes from Papa, because although I tolerate radishes these days, I certainly don’t love them.
Ellie definitely does!
P.S. There’s our spring garden output too – radishes, lettuce, arugula, pea shoots. Delicious!