Celebration time: It's radish season!
Friday things no. 9
It’s been a long week with a lot of lasts. Like I said last week, time is ticking. I had my last class (ever) and last day working at Le Bernardin this week — both were bittersweet. 🥺
Keeping the intro short and sweet this morning because this week I have four Things to share with you. Where did she find the effort to write one extra blurb this week?!
Thank you for being here!
🥳 Celebration scones
My final day of college classes was on Tuesday, and I celebrated by baking celebration scones for my capstone friends. What’s a celebration scone, you ask? Just add rainbow sprinkles to your go-to scone recipe (I used one from Dorie Greenspan’s cookbook Baking with Dorie). They were a hit, and I’ll def be reheating the leftover ones for graduation next week.
🥦 Radish and greens situation
On Tuesday night, I made a radish salad thingy based on a recipe from @justine_snacks. I need to find time to write down the steps I came up with, but you can follow Justine’s version because she’s the pro. I learned that radish season only lasts from April to May in the early half of the year, which was shocking honestly since radishes remind me of summer. They’re absolutely radishing in the summer if you ask me! (Sorry, I had to.)
⏲️ Kitchen design history
I recently subscribed to Since No One Asked, which is a newsletter similar to this one, so check it out if you heart Party of One. Yesterday, Cat shared a Slate article about the history of kitchen design, and y’all know I love a good gastronomic history lesson. The modern kitchen was designed by a woman named Lillian Gilbreth who was an industrial psychologist and engineer who didn’t know how to cook. But she knew that the people who did were wasting time in the kitchen because of its layout (basically). Check out the article here.
🍳 Antique kitchenwares
And to go with some history, we have antiques! Last weekend I was home with my family because we were supposed to visit my sister in Baltimore. Long story short, we stayed home. After visiting the Michener Art Museum in Doylestown to see the Keith Haring exhibit, we drove to an antique mall that my dad used to beg us to enter when we were kids. My dad is famous for his love of rummaging through other people’s junk, which is a hobby I have come to appreciate as I’ve gotten older. He took Mom and I to his favorite spot — but I can’t tell you where because then the prices will go up, and neither my father nor mother will appreciate that. The old kitchen stuff was fascinating, but way too over my budget, tbh. Believe it or not, most of this stuff was more expensive than some Manhattan thrift stores. Sad. But it was fun to look at.
