The perfect food?

I do not have cravings per se, but since I've been pregnant, my supermarket shopping habits have changed. I'm more impulsive. I see something and...I...must...have...it...in...my...cart. It's bigger than I am. Fortunately most of these urges come about for pretty healthy if somewhat bizarre things. Last week I bought a big container of radishes, cleaned them, cut them, salted them and ate the whole container in one sitting. At three in the afternoon as my mid-afternoon work break snack. This week my cart was inexplicably drawn toward cime di rapa (turnip tops). I have no idea why they are in the store now as I read online that they are typically in season around Carnevale time, which is February. I first had these bitter greens in Puglia with orecchiette pasta. Yum. Anyway, they were in the produce section so I loaded up on them thinking I'd recreate my Pugliese experience making a pasta condiment out of them with a soffrito of onions, garlic, chili pepper and olive oil (some people add anchovy but I didn't) for Cristiano and I. Last night I cleaned the cime di rapa, and threw them into the soffrito but my overflowing pan of turnip tops boiled down to such a small portion that there's no way there would have been enough to make pasta for two. So I saved them for my birthday lunch home alone today.

I had never seen turnip tops in the U.S. and in doing a bit of research online, I found out that in Italy, they used to be eaten by the poorest of the poor who couldn't afford meat as they are not only dirt cheap (in fact, they look a bit like weeds) but are a great source of protein. And calcium, Vitamin C, folate and a bunch of other stuff. Who knew?