So this came my way this morning: S'Mores French Fries.
Uh. no thank you. Like the fries, like the S'Mores, but not together.
On a more positive note, I had mentoned kohl rabi to Kelly who lives in Wisconsin. My grandmother (also in Wisconsin) used to plant kohl rabi. Haven't had it in years, but she would slice it and serve it in a very light cream sauce with dill. Oh it is so good. I'll have to be on the lookout for it this summer. So here it is growing in Kelly's mom's garden:
And here are some Google images of kohl rabi: