a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing

Monday, December 7, 2009

A Turnip Tale

  I love turnips cooked with ham and some buttermilk cornbread.  I could eat it for days.

We may have to!  This turnip traveled from Stone County, across the river  to Izard County, out Hwy 58 to Pearl Street and then ended its journey on Marcy Lane.

This weighed five and a half pounds and was not the biggest turnip in the patch.  The man had grown some over nine pounds!  They were not tough nor pethy. 
Marcy did not hesitate when it came to preparing this baby.  This is a huge pan. I imagine I will be enjoying turnips, or should I say, turnip,  for a while.

10 comments:

ellen abbott said...

Turnips are one of the new foods we are experiencing. Bought some at the market a few weeks ago.

Mildred said...

Sounds delicious to me! That is huge!

A Melbourne Girl said...

Hi Gail, was wondering how you cook your turnips? I sometimes bake them when I do a roast dinner, but I'd be interested in other methods.
Lesley

Journaling Woman said...

What a turnip! I'm not so fond of them, but then I am thinking of childhood tastes. Maybe that's changed. I haven't ate them since then. My mom loves them.

The Green Stone Woman said...

I'm more interested in the buttermilk cornbread. That sounds right up my alley.

DesertHen said...

Holy Turnips Batman!!

I love turnips in stew...yummy!

Rudee said...

What's not to like about a root vegetable? Enjoy!

Greener Pastures--A City Girl Goes Country said...

My whole life I thought I was eating mashed turnips on Thanksgiving, Christmas and Easter. It was a family tradition and we'd all fight over them, mashed with milk and lots of butter. Then I moved to the country and my wonderful neighbor invited me over to her garden to get some turnips. They weren't any kind of turnip I had ever seen. They were white and purple and a lot smaller. My turnips were big and brown on the outside and required the father of the family to cut and chop them. Turns out I was eating mashed rutabagas my whole life. My country neighbor set me straight. I called up my mother who acted like it was no big deal. "Oh yeah, we just CALL them turnips." The jig is up. Now they really know I'm a city girl down here.

Leslie said...

Oh my Gosh! I did not know turnips could get that big and still taste good. I haven't had turnips since I was a kid. My mom grew them and they were not my favorite thing back then. I should try them again, I might like them now.

Pat said...

I don't think I've ever EATEN a turnip. Am I missing something great or what? Clue me in.

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