I couldn’t wait any longer. I dug my first parsnip today. I had been waiting for the first frosts and this is supposed to make them taste much ’sweeter’.
With no sign of frosts on the way, I decided to dig one up to see if there was anything under the mass of leaf growth which had virtually now died back.
In with the fork – twice! What a shock. I pulled out the biggest parsnip I’ve ever seen. Fully intact and smelling as fresh as I imagined it would. All these weeks and months of waiting, battling with the black fly and continuous watering during the dry summer.
If the first is anything to go by, I’m in for a a few great roast dinners through this winter – can’t wait!
