I never yet got one, though I have found many of the crinkle-root salads.    From Wordnik.com.  [Woodland Tales] Reference

The memory of my youthful Sundays is fragrant with wintergreens, black birch, and crinkle-root, to say nothing of the harvest apples that grew in our neighbor's orchard; and the memory of my Sundays in later years is fragrant with arbutus, and the showy orchid, and wild strawberries, and touched with the sanctity of woodland walks and hilltops.    From Wordnik.com.  [Our Friend John Burroughs]

The woods have been greatly mutilated in which they used to loiter on the way to school and gather crinkle-root to eat with their lunches, ” though they usually ate it all up before lunch-time came, he said.    From Wordnik.com.  [Our Friend John Burroughs]