Behold, the noble turnip!
Billy and his friend Dave spent a good part of the 4th of July digging a tree stump out of our backyard. (Which means MORE GARDEN SPACE! Can you say Onion Bed? Oh yeah, baby. Onion bed. Of the overwintering persuasion, thanks.) Heavy lumberjack work on a 95° F day, when done by omnivores, deserves meat. Particularly when it’s the 4th of July and there’s a grill handy. Even I, the vegetarian, recognize this. The kid and I strollered on over to New Seasons and I bought them not one, but TWO kinds of fancy organic sausage. (Mostly because I didn’t know what to get. I haven’t eaten meat in 20 years. I really shouldn’t be the one sent to the store to buy sausage.) I figured the budget for the week would be shot right there, but getting the stump out of the garden was worth it.
