In the early summer you look forward to the first squash. In the fall you look forward to the first turnips.
But, just like squash, you can only eat so many turnips. After satisfying your taste buds with a few raw ones and a few cooked messes, you grow tired of them.
When Daddy was alive, he always wanted us to plant a turnip patch. He'd sometimes bring out the seeds himself and we'd work up an unused section of the garden and spread the seeds. The seeds were tiny and he'd tell us to mix the seeds with sand and scatter them upon the ground.
Daddy passed away last spring, so he wasn't here to help, but we planted a patch in our garden and thought of him while we did it. But, after enjoying them for a while, we promptly forgot about them.
Wow, they have grown!
We have some whopper turnips!
Daddy would be proud!
I think it is kinda weird the way they push up out of the ground and end up above the earth. It is amazing how they grow.
Usually they are not good, when they get this big. But this one sure was. I brought it to the house, peeled it and cut it up. Wasn't a thing wrong with that gigantic turnip.
I think a person could make a meal out of just one. What do you think?
Are your turnips getting out of control, too?
They are good cut up and cooked, but I also like them raw. Just peel 'em, slice 'em and shake a little salt on 'em. Yum!
What is your favorite way to eat them?
Posted by Janet F. Smart on Writing in the Blackberry Patch.