Do you remember when you were a kid and people would always tell you that you’ll understand and appreciate your parents much more when you’re older? Well people (including my own parents) always told me that and I really hated hearing it. It was during a time in my life when my adolescent self thought I knew everything there was to know in the world and my mom was my mortal enemy. I was convinced it was her sole purpose in life to ruin mine. I mean how dare she “force” me to do after school activities and “force” me to go to Korean language class every SATURDAY morning….didn’t she know I had a very important (13 year old’s) social life?! Ugh, if I didn’t like doing something why wouldn’t she just let me quit after a day? Really mom, no sleepovers unless it’s a special occasion? WHO ARE YOU?!
It’s a funny thing, this growing up business. I graduated high school thinking I can’t WAIT to get away from here (and HER); then I got to college, my mom helped me settle into my dorm, flew home, and I was forced to be somewhat independent. Suddenly all I wanted to do was see my mom, talk to her, get her advice. Once I had settled into college life it’s like all of that “understanding and appreciation” talk came true. I started thanking my lucky stars that I had a mom who always encouraged me to try new things…ice skating? Sure! basketball? Yes, honey! Clay sculpting class? Of course! As long as my sister and I were being productive, she was all for it. How cool. Even today, I kick myself and hate that I didn’t pay better attention during Korean school and that my Korean speaking and understanding abilities are sadly nowhere near where they should be.
Today, I don’t think I can get through the week without daily phone chats with mom about how her grand-pup is doing, the ups and downs of my freelancing work schedule, the latest family gossip, and of course a discussion about her current golf swing status. Never did I think in a million years that my mom would be someone I respect most in the world and one of my best friends (not in the creepy, she’s trying to act too young for her age type of way either). :) She’s such a big part of my overall support system and I love her everyday for it.
My mom’s a bit of a health nut and she loves vegetables and simples flavors, so today I have a dish dedicated to my mama. Simple roasted radishes. Easy, fresh, clean flavors. If you’ve never roasted or cooked with radishes, imagine something similar to a turnip. It’s pretty mild and once roasted the slight bitter taste goes away and produces a subtle sweetness. I hope everyone has a great Mother’s Day this weekend celebrating all the amazing mama’s out there! Enjoy! xx, Jenny
Serves 3 to 4
2 bunches radishes, cleaned, trimmed and cut in half lengthwise
2 1/2 tablespoons extra virgin olive oil
1/2 lemon, juiced
salt and pepper to taste
1. Preheat oven to 375°F.
2. Place all ingredients into a large mixing bowl and toss together. Season with salt and pepper.
3. Spread radishes onto a baking sheet and roast for 20 to 25 minutes or until radishes have crisped and browned around the edges and have become almost fork tender.
4. Lightly adjust seasonings and finish with lemon zest, if desired. Serve.