Popped up the ‘lot to do a bit of tidying this afternoon. While I was there a chicken was roasting in the oven at home. So passing the parsnip row with fork in hand I thought I might as well have a dig around…
I’d assumed the ground would be too hard to harvest the last few ‘snips until later this month. But as my foot pressed down, the fork sunk easily into the soil. A lever here, another there, and the most magnificent parsnip popped up out of the muck.
A single root (bar the odd whisker), straight as can be. It wouldn’t win any beauty contests but by ‘eck it was massive!
Best of all, after a 3 minute boil and 40 minutes roasting in the chicken tin, it was soft and sweet and delicious. And of course, there was so much of it that it’ll be roast parsnip again tomorrow.