Trumped by Turnips

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Ahh turnips, so sweet and crispy, I love them raw. My mom used to peel fresh vegetables and hand them to us raw to eat, including odd ones like potatoes, turnips and even raw corn from the field. The closer you are to the the soil where it was grown the more you do this, I guess?

Well I bought a whole box of turnips from the farmer’s market cheap! like 8 bucks for 40 lbs. I could not give them away! Perhaps I am the lonely only soul who loves them this much. I even told folks to try them raw, after a day they began to stink, pretty badly and my husband tossed them out, comparing them to death and stinky feet.

He said not even for a good deal would he waste the fridge space. Alas poor turnips, I knew you well—I can only sneak you in a baggie at a time. I toss them in soup all the time along with parsnips, which they also hate. I think my father liked steamed turnips, or mama, I remember eating them cooked as a kid too.

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