oh my gosh. Split pea soup was my dad's favorite, and was thrilled to get this recipe. And then the rutabaga! I remember him teasing me about making me eat a rutabaga when I was little, and hated vegetables. I had no idea what it was, but the word was awful. Years ago, when shopping at the Union Square market, I bought a rutabaga, v…
oh my gosh. Split pea soup was my dad's favorite, and was thrilled to get this recipe. And then the rutabaga! I remember him teasing me about making me eat a rutabaga when I was little, and hated vegetables. I had no idea what it was, but the word was awful. Years ago, when shopping at the Union Square market, I bought a rutabaga, vowing to conquer my fear. I loved it! I bragged about it to my parents. This recipe was like a kiss from my dad. Thanks for that. I miss him.
oh my gosh. Split pea soup was my dad's favorite, and was thrilled to get this recipe. And then the rutabaga! I remember him teasing me about making me eat a rutabaga when I was little, and hated vegetables. I had no idea what it was, but the word was awful. Years ago, when shopping at the Union Square market, I bought a rutabaga, vowing to conquer my fear. I loved it! I bragged about it to my parents. This recipe was like a kiss from my dad. Thanks for that. I miss him.