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The food bank gave me 30 parsnips. They gave me some nice stuff too. But they also gave me 30 parsnips. What do I do with 30 parsnips
Edit: I’m gonna make hasselback parsnips.
You’ve become one of those math word problems: Keld has 30 parsnips, if they give away half, eat a quarter, and share an eighth, how many will they have leftover?
Pickled parsnips are good!
You can grate them and add them to salad.
Good idea, I shall consider that if the hasselback parsnips are a dud.