So my 87-y-o mom, who lives with me, wants to make an autumnal vegetable soup tomorrow. She went to Giant and got everything she needed, except they were out of parsnips. She asks me to stop and pick one up on my way home.
So I stop at the local Redner’s. I find myself standing in the Produce section wondering, what exactly is a parsnip. I know I’ve eaten them, I’m pretty sure it’s a root veggie. But it occurs to me that I’ve never actually purchased a fresh one.
I spot what I think might be a parsnip, but the bin is unlabeled. I see an employee stocking produce and ask. He responds that he doesn’t think they sell parsnips, but he’s less than convincing. I spot a woman about my mom’s age, so I grab the unidentified root veggie and ask her if it’s a parsnip. She doesn’t know??? Don’t women of that age know every vegetable? She suggests I take it to custmer service and ask there.
So, I walk to the service counter and ask the nice young lady there what is this veggie I’m holding? Is it a parsnip? She doesn’t know, but thinks it might be. An older gentleman waiting at the service desk looks at me and says “That’s a parsnip. Takes me back to Sunday dinners at grandma’s.”
When I check out, the parsnip is the last thing to be rung up. I expect a question regarding what it is. Nope, checker puts it in as a parsnip without even looking twice. I told him he may want to suggest to management he lead a produce training session