Well, I had to go to three different stores before I was finished. I had to work on Sunday afternoon, so got to take this afternoon off as comp time. What a great deal! The stores weren't crowded, the lines weren't long, and the parking lots weren't life-threatening.
First I went to the little local grocery store where I generally do most of my shopping. Got my bird and most of the other things. But not the parsnips.
I needed some goat cheese crumbles and some better looking parsley, too, so I went over to Whole Foods, thinking that would finish things. I got the parsley and the salad fixings and the crumbles and while I was at it I picked up a couple of scones. But not the parsnips.
So off I went to the dreaded Genuardi's. And viola! I walked into the door and there stood the manager who promptly inquired how I was and then personally escorted me over to the parsnips. And they were just gorgeous. All scrubbed and clean and with those stringy little tails chopped off.
Had already found my anjou pears at the first stop. So I think I'm good to go.
What am I going to make? Pear and parsnip puree. Requested by a very smart fellow for Thanksgiving dinner.