Whenever I get carrots like this:
I feel really cool.
Like – That’s right! My carrots are so crunchy granola they still have their crazy green tentacles attached, yo!
These greens are like mace for hippies. They protect me as I walk back to my car from CSA pick up. They totally say “Don’t mess with my home girl or I’ll latch on to your face and suck the soul straight from your celery stalkin’ body.”
Wow. But hey, you can’t say I didn’t warn you. My carrots love me. That’s the real reason I support local farms you know.