May 8, 2009 by Karen Resta
I yam what I yam
Ravishing radish
With or without my prurient greens
An unrolled radish gathers no moss
Ivory daikonery statuesquery
Celebrant radishes work and worry
And the Sacred Mother Radish reigns the wrinkled world
White-hearted, wrinkle-headed. Delicious?
Crunchy.
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[...] Filed under: Tropes | Tags: Food, Food Stories and Song, Radishes | To accompany Radish-Tropia on foodvox today I thought I’d post a film and some music. The animated film tells the story of daikon [...]