What in the world did we do before Google? Remember in the olden days, when weโd have a question about something and had to dig around in the encyclopedia (or Encarta on the computer, for the high-tech folks), the dictionary or our own noggins to find the information we were looking for? Now when Iโm unsure of a cooking conversion, the name of the actor in a movie I canโt remember or how to say, โHooray for ice cream!โ in Spanish, Google is my go-to. (I have, in a few moments of utter desperation, even asked Google what I should eat for lunch, to which a link to Yahoo Answers almost always responds with quesadilla. Go figure.)
Now I promise I have a reason for divulging my Google obsession today, and it all goes back to horseradish. As a general rule, Iโm pretty open to most foods and flavors, and there are very few that land on my um-no-thanks-Iโm-not-a-big-fan-of-that list. Horseradish, however, is one of those flavors. So I got to thinking about horseradish (because thatโs a productive use of time around 10 oโclock at night, donโt you think?) and couldnโt land on a logical reason for my disliking of the poor, misunderstood perennial. So rather than wallow in my illogical tastes, I decided to do a little research with my trusty search engine leading the way. I started by googling โwhy is it called horseradish?โ and found conflicting reports. Some sources say no one knows; some say it derived from a misinterpretation of the German name โmeerrettich,โ which means โsea radish,โ as โmรคhrrettich,โ which means โmare radish;โ and some say the name refers to the old-fashioned method of processing the plant, called โhoofing,โ for which horses would stomp on the root until it was tender and ready for grating. I prefer the last of the three name stories โ though Iโm not sure Iโd enjoy eating something that once served as a horseโs welcome mat.
Itโs funny how knowing a little more about something, in this case a simple ingredient, makes you wildly more open to what it has to offer. I also learned through my googling that horseradish belongs to the same family as mustard (like), broccoli (love), cabbages (love, love) and wasabi (um, three out of four isnโt bad). Surely I could spare some love for the horseradish (which, as it so happens, is one of Jaredโs all-time favorites). I started searching around on Food52 (they happened to be hosting a horseradish recipe contest a few weeks back) and landed on a recipe for dill and horseradish potato salad. The recipe itself had rave reviews, and I thought that my extreme love of dill might help mellow out my prior dis-love of the horseradish.
Lo and behold, โtwas a success! It definitely helps that this recipe is super fresh and super easy to put together, but the flavor combo of the dill and horseradish has officially carved out a place in my heart for the little mรคhrrettich to call home. No, I will not be coating my sandwiches or dipping my French fries in a slathering of prepared horseradish any time in the near future; I will, however, be actively seeking other recipes and combinations that allow my love to bloom.
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Horseradish Dillย Potato Salad
From thirschfeld on Food52.com
โข 2 to 2 ยฝ pounds organic baby Yukon gold potatoes, rinsed and scrubbed
โข kosher salt
โข 1/4 cup buttermilk
โข 1/3 cup mayonnaise
โข 1 ยฝ tablespoon prepared horseradish
โข 1 tablespoon minced fresh dill
โข 1/4 cup green onions, chopped
โข freshly ground black pepper
Place the potatoes in a large pot and fill with cold water until potatoes are covered by at least an inch. Add 2 tablespoons of kosher salt to the water, and bring to a boil. Cook the potatoes for 12 to 15 minutes, depending on the size of the potato. When potatoes are done (a knife should slip in easily, with the potato still a bit firm near the center), drain then in a colander, and allow them to cool to room temperature.
In the meantime, whisk together the buttermilk, mayonnaise, horseradish and green onions. When the potatoes are cool, quarter them lengthwise, add them to the dressing, and stir to coat. Taste and adjust the seasoning by adding fresh ground pepper and salt as needed. Keep covered in the refrigerator until youโre ready to serve. Stir before serving.
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So there you have it, the story of two new pals: Mr. (or Ms.) Horseradish and me. Thank you, Food52, for facilitating the start of a beautiful friendship.
Where do you stand with horseradish? Love it? Hate it? Do you have a story of newfound love when it comes to flavors or ingredients you used to avoid? Letโs hear it!
XO,
Katrina




How funny, I was in basically the same situation as you, but more than “dis-love,” I HATED horseradish and avoided it like the plague, but my husband LOVES horseradish! So one day I reluctantly allowed him to add horseradish to some mashed potatoes for a shepherd’s pie we were making, and my hatred definitely abated…it was definitely quite tasty. Now I am more open to more horseradishy dishes, like the one you shared today ๐
Horseradish is mashed potatoes? I might have to try that out! I think the poor misunderstood horseradish just needs some help to mellow out a little. ๐
That potato salad looks amazing!!! You’re pictures just before lunchtime always make my pathetic sack lunch of leftovers mighty boring.Now, if you could only find a doughnut that you loved… ๐
Hee hee. No success on the doughnut front so far. Perhaps if I cut a hole out of the center of a piece of toast. Does that count?
mmm… I think I might make this for my mom on Easter. She loves Horsey sauce. I’m not a huge fan but I am pretty excited to eat this because the pictures make it look so good!
Yay! I hope your mom loves it as much as we do!
I love horseradish and so does my hubby although he hates mayo so I am just grateful that he likes horseradish and mustard or else that would leave out most condiments ๐
Mayo is a tricky one to avoid sometimes, so it’s definitely good that you both love horseradish. Otherwise your sandwiches might have to be bare! ๐
I remember in elementary school, a girl offered me horseradish at lunch. I’d never even heard of horseradish before, but, like most girls, I loved horses, so I took a big glob. I was so shocked by its distinctive taste and hated it immediately. I don’t think I have given it a fair try since.
That is too funny! Totally makes sense to a little kid mind though. Love horses? Love horseradish! Hee hee!
Passover starts tonight at sundown and horseradish plays an important role in the ceremonial dinner. And I hate horseradish, but my husband insists on buying a big jar of “the good stuff” every year. Then I opt to not cook with it the rest of the year. In honor of your post, I shall try to use the jar this time.
Here’s hoping you’re able to put that big jar of horseradish to good use! ๐