Here’s something no one ever tells you at the grocery store . . . rutabagas should actually be called “rotting licorice”. We are still continuing our real food journey and mommy decided that she would branch out and try some of those foods that you only find in the Martha Stewart magazines. And, they had them at the farmers market, so they must be good, right?!
Let’s just say that there’s a reason those foods have a season span of 2 ½ months and that no one really laments when they leave. I actually tried to make a rutabaga stew because I couldn’t find anything better to do with them. I found out that the really great smell of the stew was only masking the nastiness underneath. I threw the entire dinner away and wouldn’t even let the children try it for fear that they might actually spit it at me . . . and I really couldn’t blame them.
Of course, Husband from Heaven (or as we like to call him, "the human garbage disposal") ate the stew and said “it tastes fine”. I’m not sure whether it actually tasted fine to him, or he just couldn’t bear the thought of throwing out an entire crockpot of food. Probably both!
Because I like to continue my food torture, I moved on to Halloween treats. Here’s what I learned about THAT: