Roasted Mushroom Salad Braised Pistachios, Pickled Jerusalem Artichokes & Radishes

Quino used to call it fat-kid-in-a-candy-store syndrome. I admit: I do have a hard time controlling myself anywhere I can shop for food. (I buy my weight in beef jerky and ice cream bars at highway rest stops even when I’m not hungry.) For a few weeks, until there was an intervention staged, I’d go over to Murray’s Cheese in the West Village and load up on really expensive artisanal butters that we’d then have to sell at cheese-like prices or else eat our shirts for serving for free. (That