I picked up a jicama at the grocery store a while ago, for the sake of trying something new. I had no idea what a jicama was, but looking at it, I guess it was something that one would want to maybe roast, boil or turn into a soup. I mean, look at it:

That's not something you'd want to eat
raw, is it?
The recipes I found via google said otherwise, after I'd brought it home.
I let it sit there for a while.. not quite knowing what to do with it.. it started to go bad, finally, so I gave in and cut it up. Figured that before I made any plans for it, I should taste some, and.. hey, it was actually pretty good.. reminded me of a starchier, milder apple or even pear, though less grainy. It was crunchy and slightly sweet. Instead of doing something interesting with it I threw it in a salad with some mango dressing because I had a bunch of veggies that needed to be eaten anyway..

The mysterious white sticks are the jicama.
Then, I decided to make some mango summer rolls (it was a mango kind of day, I guess.) Alright.. cooked some rice noodles, cut up some cucumber, cut up my mango... it was brown inside (even though I only bought it two days ago). Ok, no mango. Fine. I steamed a bit of yam for some colour, and got out the rice paper from the cupboard... which turned out to be in pieces. Literally, every piece was broken. Out of a package of at least 50, I managed to get 4 usuable (though still ripped) pieces, and the rest was garbage. Huge let down..

So, I successfully made a total of 4 summer rolls, pictured above. I cut them in half to fool myself into thinking it was more (haha).
I consoled myself with a "
Vice Cream" Sundae, as the other thing my sister & I made on saturday was black forest ice cream. Soo good.