Karalábe (I could have misspelt that) is the Hungarian word for kohlrabi (I've given up trying to crowbar in a joke involving the former German chancellor and a Jewish religious leader). I don't remember ever seeing it in such quantities anywhere in the world, and even then I haven't ever seen it in its young green form before. (Although having just done a google image search for it, that seems to be its common form, so maybe I'm just misremembering). I don't know what the Romanian word for it is exactly, but it sounds something like Julie. It's ace. Tasty, full-textured and with a little zing on the tongue. Last night Erika made them stuffed with a kind of mushroom risotto. Nagyon, nagyon finom. (very, very delicious)
We'll be away in Targu Mures/Marosvasarhely this weekend, visiting the in-common-laws. All the while my insides will be churning with nerves as Sheffield Wednesday take on Hartlepool United on Sunday afternoon for the right to be promoted to the second division in England. Nojer, occasional commenter to this blog, will (I hope) be keeping me updated via the miracle of SMS as he will be at the game. I wish it was on Saturday so it would be over with quicker.