be lurking again. I should have been watching more closely.
The carrots are my father's responsibility. It is his garden. He grows the carrots. He picks them. We both eat them.
He brought some "carrot thinnings" in recently. They were very nice - young, tender, flavoursome and presumably packed with nutrition. We ate them raw.
I made the mistake of assuming that none of the other carrots were yet very big. This was quite wrong. Some of them are rather large if the size of those feathery green tops and the orange-brown discs peeping above the earth are any indication of size.
I snatched one from the earth yesterday. It was an elegant thing, almost triangular in shape. I was tempted to see if I could get it to spin like a top. I did not.
We ate that one raw too. It was much larger but still quite tender. I scrubbed it and cut it into pieces.
Now however I am contemplating carrot in quantities. Carrot soup? Carrot quiche? Carrot mash? Carrot bread? How else do I use carrot?
Perhaps we should buy a rabbit?