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
- 2 bunches radishes, cleaned, trimmed and cut in half lengthwise
- 2 ½ tablespoons extra virgin olive oil
- ½ lemon, juiced
- salt and pepper to taste
- Preheat oven to 375°F.
- Place all ingredients into a large mixing bowl and toss together. Season with salt and pepper.
- 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.
- Lightly adjust seasonings and finish with lemon zest, if desired. Serve.