Recently, I attended a Gala Dinner with a 3 course meal at $125/head. First up, for entrée, we were given a chilli prawn dish. Quite nice, prawns cooked well, and the spices used in the dish were something else.
Dessert was a cheese platter with assorted chocolates. I am still baffled as to why cheese is served after a main meal, as I view it more as a pre-entrée nibble to be had with crackers, but that is not the point of this story.
The main meal was a beef dish. The table also received a side serve of greens, and what I thought was a side serve of potato. Having eaten my beef and greens, I decided to jump in and get some potato. It looked nice and there were girls on the table who were avoiding starchy carbs to look after their rigs. I served myself some potato, and jabbed a fork in to bring it up toward my waiting mouth. I sunk my teeth in.
I did not get the result I was looking for. It was not the crunchy outside yet soft inside of a roast potato. No, it was a parsnip. I knew it was a parsnip, because I knew it wasn’t potato. I checked the menu, and yep, parsnip all round. As this was a first up parsnip experience, I’m not sure how I felt. I was surprised by its texture and may have found it a bit bland. Potato is my favourite vegetable so anything less lead to disappointment.
In the light of day I have decided to go easy on the parsnip until I have had a better chance to explore its full potential. It’s no potato, but it may be a useful substitute in times of potato famine, eg Ireland
Banjo.
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