The weird thing is, my kids don't like potatoes, either. They turn up their noses at mashed potatoes, which most kids love. Ditto scalloped potatoes, double baked potatoes, hash browns and tatertots. Very occasionally they will condescend to eat french fries.
Although my parents did use to be able to convince me to eat 'carrotty-snip', or mashed parsnips, turnips and carrot. In retrospect, I'm not sure how they did it. Maybe it was the name.
...sometimes has Smashed Potatoes & Rutabagas (which, of course, aren't turnips) in their deli.
Which reminds me (I must be in a vegetative state of mind) that while reading Vanity Fair (I'm about halfway through) I ran across a statement about how something or another "butters no parsnips", and I nearly fell out of my chair laughing.
(And just what is is it with me & parenthetical comments??)
Phonetically, phaan gwai lo, and I'm not sure how to Anglicize it, spelling-wise.
Round-eyed (white) foreign devil, with some extra unsavory connotations.
My mom used to use the short version, 'gwai lo' (foreign devil) to label anything she didn't want to do, didn't understand, or didn't like as somehow culturally beneath her.
Oh wow, totally like the mother in "Cheaper by the Dozen (http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/006008460X/102-5835656-8440923)" (early 20th century U.S.) calling things that were icky, rude, racist, or generally unpleasant "Eskimo". IIRC, it was mentioned while the kids were learning Morse code and the father encoded "When igorots (http://www.answers.com/igorots&r=67) is bliss, 'tis folly to be white."
I adore mashed turnips (well, what other people call rutabagas, the big yellow things). When we were kids, we also used to get them half-and-half with carrots, which sweetens them. Our kids weren't ever fond of them ;-( but we went through a stage of Redwall fandom, which involved making various recipes of Redwall cuisine off the Internet. A highlight (for them and for me) was the Deeper 'n Ever Turnip 'n' Tater 'n' Beetroot Pie, a deep-dish pastry shell filled with cooked turnip, potato, beet, and onion, and a lot of grated cheese.
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Date: 2005-03-25 02:49 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-03-25 03:06 am (UTC)Try doing...
Date: 2005-03-25 03:18 am (UTC)Re: Try doing...
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Date: 2005-03-25 03:46 am (UTC)Try cutting them into chunks, coating them with oil and spices, and roasting them.
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Date: 2005-03-25 04:01 am (UTC)Come to think of it, I'm not sure I like them cooked even now. Though I'd be more open-minded about trying, at least.
Raw turnips, cut into slice or strips. They're good. And easy.
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Date: 2005-03-25 04:10 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-03-25 04:25 am (UTC)I am so totally on your kids' side on this one.
Although my parents did use to be able to convince me to eat 'carrotty-snip', or mashed parsnips, turnips and carrot. In retrospect, I'm not sure how they did it. Maybe it was the name.
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Date: 2005-03-25 04:50 am (UTC)Which reminds me (I must be in a vegetative state of mind) that while reading Vanity Fair (I'm about halfway through) I ran across a statement about how something or another "butters no parsnips", and I nearly fell out of my chair laughing.
(And just what is is it with me & parenthetical comments??)
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Date: 2005-03-25 06:03 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-03-25 02:17 pm (UTC)There was once a gorgeously illustrated book about a dragon who gave up on mutton and ate mashed neeps instead.
He lived in a pool.
I loved the story, and often asked my mother to make neeps.
I didn't, until this *very* moment, connect that neeps = mashed turnips.
No wonder she always said no-- it was gwai-lo, and she therefore had NO IDEA how to make it.
(As a digression, let me add that the one time she tried to make meat loaf was a disaster.)
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Date: 2005-03-25 02:32 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-03-25 02:57 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-03-25 03:04 pm (UTC)Phonetically, phaan gwai lo, and I'm not sure how to Anglicize it, spelling-wise.
Round-eyed (white) foreign devil, with some extra unsavory connotations.
My mom used to use the short version, 'gwai lo' (foreign devil) to label anything she didn't want to do, didn't understand, or didn't like as somehow culturally beneath her.
Like, uh, cooking neeps.
Or (until about a decade ago) driving.
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