joy dot: Watching a Northern Harrier soar over a field, looking for a meal. They fly low and can do wonderful fast changes of direction in the air - I've never gotten to watch one this close for this long.

My grandmother used to make wonderful mashed turnip, cooked in a casserole dish with butter and black pepper, which we would have at Thanksgiving. I've never made it, but I will have to try sometimes (although my husband probably will refuse to try it. I tortured him last week by steaming brussels sprouts, LOL)

: I am setting myself a taste change
: challenge for the next two weeks.
: Each day I will try something
: entirely new, even something I
: previously scorned, like raw
: onions.
: I actually did that on Friday and
: amazingly they tasted really good
: on my salad.
: I know opportunity will present
: itself on this one.If it doesn't I
: will scour the produce section for
: a turnip.
: My journal will let me know if this
: food suits me or not.
: Why do this ? I am in a bit of a rut
: with my vegetables and fruits.
: I read an intriguing article about
: how our taste buds as adults can
: handle far stronger tastes than
: those we despised as children.
: Anyone want to join me in this
: challenge?