Radish and Crème fraîche Crostini

There is an old run-down watering hole in my hometown back in Wisconsin that my father used to frequent called the Green Shack. The building encompassed all the endearing qualities of a backwoods Wisconsin establishment right down to the Blatz metal signs and exterior that made the building look like it would fall over in a strong wind storm. The proprietor, Shirley, used to have me belly