Walking through the farmers' market in Marina this afternoon, I was picking through a pile of dinosaur kale when I heard a squeal of delight. "Mamma!" Dylan exclaimed "You've NEVER bought these before. Can you buy this?!" He was excitedly gesturing at a pile of prickly pear paddles. Ummmm...okay. One of my cardinal rules of motherhood: if a child asks to try a new food, buy it! So, we picked three medium sized paddles, firm to the touch and a gorgeous shade of green. Riley offered: "Mom, I don't think you have to cook them at all. Survivor Man just ate them raw." Nope, I'm going to cook them. Now I just need to figure out a recipe...