In praise of parsnips

The festive season will soon be here and I can’t wait to indulge in my favourite winter vegetable – the dear old parsnip. It may look like a carrot suffering from anaemia, but this humble root tastes glorious when roasted or baked and deserves a bit of a plug. It seems though, that it must have been revered at some point in the past, for it has earned itself the accolade of becoming part of a lovely old English proverb:

fine words butter no parsnips

This is a powerful metaphor indicating that it is all very well to sit around and talk about things but eventually, you have to get out there and make things happen.

So there you go, the parsnip, delicious eating and good advice for all!