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So it turns out that, although the things in the "sunchoke" bin at the local grocery store looked like (sort of large) sunchokes when I got a bag of them, and even looked rather like sunchokes when chinders peeled them to put some in the dinner salad, they didn't quite _smell_ like sunchokes. They smelled a little ... peppery, she said. And, so, experimentally, Morgan and I each had a thin slice to taste to see if they tasted odd.

Morgan, wisely, had a tiny bite and then spat it out.

Meanwhile, I ate the whole slice, because why wouldn't one do that.

And now I know that eating a slice of raw horseradish root is not an experiment I particularly want to repeat. Yipe. Oops.

So now I need to figure out what to do with about three pounds of horseradish root.