Saturday morning market.

Turnipalooza! Also, vegetarianism beckons when the holiday main course is still breathing.

Posted at 11:41 am in Detroit life, iPhone |
 

26 responses to “Saturday morning market.”

  1. Jeff (the mild-mannered one) said on November 21, 2009 at 1:37 pm

    Mashed, after being roasted, with chives and sour cream. Very tasty!

    I mean the turnips, not the duck.

    And Ohio State scores first . . . O-H . . .

  2. nancy said on November 21, 2009 at 3:10 pm

    That’s a goose. They are noble birds. I think if I had the acreage for the, I’d keep a flock around just for companionship.

  3. Sue said on November 21, 2009 at 3:17 pm

    I thought they chased people and bit them. What does Cooz have to say?

  4. Jeff (the mild-mannered one) said on November 21, 2009 at 3:19 pm

    I wouldn’t roast and mash a goose, either.

    Just saw a diabolically brilliant ad on the Ohio State-Michigan game . . . y’know the brown, cr4ppy diamonds that a few years ago you could buy for dollars a batch as industrial abrasives? No more — now they are:

    Chocolate diamonds. No, seriously; non-edible, but marketable — chocolate diamonds. (Hey, women love chocolate, they love diamonds, and we have these useless extra junk by-products — everybody wins!)

  5. Kirk said on November 21, 2009 at 4:00 pm

    The geese that infest our neighborhood and the bike path where I like to walk are far from noble, just honking nuisances that shit all over the place.

  6. coozledad said on November 21, 2009 at 4:02 pm

    We’ve got a bunch of geese. They vary in personality. We had one girl who’d just about crawl in your lap for a pet, and I had one male who tried to wrench one of my nipples off while flapping his wings and maintaining a horizontal flight posture.
    They will sometimes strike you on the shin with a wing, and thus quickly solve the mystery of heavier than air flight. Very protective of the nest.
    I have learned that if one bites you on the finger, you had better go ahead and drag it out through the serrations in their bill before they work it back to the crushing fulcrum point of their jaw, or they’ll just about lop the fucker off.

  7. Deborah said on November 21, 2009 at 6:04 pm

    My experience with geese is negative both in St. Louis in Forest Park and in Chicago in Lincoln Park. They’re really messy, dirty, crap everywhere. The park people hate them because when they take off and land they leave huge divots. They can be mean and bitchy if they think you are messing with their young, even when their young are no where to be seen when you walk by. I love watching them fly by but they scare me when I encounter them on the ground.

  8. beb said on November 21, 2009 at 6:29 pm

    Geese are the rodents of the air. If only we could harvest them for biofuel, or garden compost. Eat them? ewwww!

  9. Dexter said on November 21, 2009 at 6:40 pm

    I hate the fucking Canadian geese that have ruined the exercise path which almost circumvents the watershed project pond area outside of town here.
    They have covered it in shit and they are menacing near the path, and I have abandoned the path mostly. In Hilliard (west Columbus) they have shit-up the entire housing sub-division where my daughter built her house. The little pond in the middle of the addition is a shit-covered mess. I hate Canadian geese.
    Yo, Kirk, I hear ya!

  10. Kirk said on November 21, 2009 at 6:50 pm

    Yeah, I walk around the bike path at Beekman Park on the west campus of Ohio State, where legions of Canada geese hang out and defecate. Yesterday, I was walking back to my neighborhood on another bike path that goes over that way from North Star Road and noticed 100 or so of them ahead of me, including about a dozen right on the path. I thought, “Well, this might be interesting,” and prepared my goose-kicking defense moves when a young woman runner breezed past me. She ran right through them, and they paid her no mind. They didn’t bother me, either.

  11. Dexter said on November 21, 2009 at 8:58 pm

    On the other hand, I love turnips, but a bag the size of the one pictured would go soft before I could eat them all. I peel them and boil them after cutting them into one inch squares. Then I mash them a little and add a pat of butter, a dash of salt, and a good sprinkling of black pepper.
    My wife Carol eats them raw, because her dad did. If I made a kettle of mashed turnips for the holiday table, it would go the way of the German Riesling wine did a long time ago: untouched.

  12. Jeff (the mild-mannered one) said on November 21, 2009 at 10:51 pm

    AND the Riesling? I feel sad.

    Rats of the air, indeed. But so pretty, from a distance, especially flying across the moon.

  13. MichaelG said on November 22, 2009 at 1:20 am

    Gee, geese as aerial rats? I think some of you have them confused with pigeons. Can be aggressive? Yes. Poopalot? Yes. Eat them? Hell, yes. They’re great eating. Also great guard dogs. My guess would be that C-Dad wouldn’t have a gang of them on the property if he didn’t like them. That last sentence may be presumptive. If so, I apologize, sir.

  14. Jeff (the mild-mannered one) said on November 22, 2009 at 9:20 am

    Give Canada Geese a drainage pond with a grassy verge, no dogs, and a nearby woodlot, and you can go from two geese to two hundred in a couple of years, with fecal output that doesn’t even seem to break down, just accumulate. And i’ve yet to hear the most avid duck hunter say they’ve found a recipe that makes them edible, even if they’ve largely grazed on corn stubble.

    There are tasty geese, but Canadas aren’t on that menu. That’s why they’re known as the prettiest winged rats you’ll ever see.

  15. coozledad said on November 22, 2009 at 10:01 am

    MichaelG: They’re pretty easy to keep, they help mow the yard, and they’re funny when they’re arguing or kibitzing. The only thing that I’ve found intolerable is when they decide there’s an existential threat, and sleep outside our bedroom window, for additional security. That’s when they strike up a 2AM conversation that probably translates as:
    “I’ll be damned! It’s dark!”
    “Yeah!”
    “Shut up! They’re gonna run us off!”
    “You Shut up! Asshole!”
    Or if they manage to stay quiet through the night, at sunup I’ll have some dream where someone inexplicably starts shouting at the top of their lungs. It’ll be them, fighting in the yard, and insinuating themselves into my unconscious.

  16. moe99 said on November 22, 2009 at 12:22 pm

    C’dad! Once again you win, hands down.

  17. Dexter said on November 22, 2009 at 1:12 pm

    Coozledad: Sometimes I doze off while listening to the four hour satellite live show I hear every week day. In my quasi-dream, I become part of the crew and carry on conversations with the show hosts. It’s always bizarre. I had no idea I was so witty! Duh…
    Great post, dude. Dude. heh heh…
    http://images.chron.com/blogs/specialfeatures/archives/beavis.jpg

    Was not one of the Beavis & Butthead creators from Fort Wayne?

  18. beb said on November 22, 2009 at 2:10 pm

    Drove past a biker funeral yesterday. Never saw so many bikes in on place before. This as at a church at the end of the block, people were still getting together for the service. Between the bikes parked on the street and the people milling about it was kind of tricky driving past. The hearse was a bike drawn trailer, hand glass sides and silver trim like something out of a Dickens novel. As I think about it, our area isn’t notable for his bikers so I wonder why they choice this church for their funeral.

  19. Deborah said on November 22, 2009 at 2:31 pm

    I recall a movie with Gregory Peck or someone like that, where the sound of geese in a flock (gaggle?) was mistaken for a crowd of people. Someone was transported blindfolded and thought they were being driven past a carnival instead it was past a bunch of geese. Does anyone know what movie that was?

  20. LAMary said on November 22, 2009 at 9:56 pm

    I got beaten up by a goose when I was about ten years old. Now I admire them in flight, going away from me.

  21. Jeff (the mild-mannered one) said on November 22, 2009 at 10:46 pm

    For all the Michigan readers here — apparently you’d like to vote for an Independent for governor if you could: http://www.politicsdaily.com/2009/11/22/michigan-voters-would-like-an-independent-for-governor-if-th/

  22. Dexter said on November 23, 2009 at 3:27 am

    I’ll not sleep well after watching the Soderbergh film about Che last night. They had a graphic hand-held shot of the execution of Che…very disturbing.
    Ernesto Che Guevara epitomized the word “revolutionary”. It’s a long two part film and it’s aimed at a niche audience and I guess I am in the niche. It helps if you know espanol but the dubbing is true.

  23. Dexter said on November 23, 2009 at 3:34 am

    I like big shirts too, but damn, Karzai!
    http://www.latimes.com/news/nation-and-world/la-fg-afghan-karzai20-2009nov20,0,6652605.story

  24. Jeff (the mild-mannered one) said on November 23, 2009 at 8:25 am

    I hear he’s a big David Byrne fan, even the post-Talking Heads stuff.

  25. Julie Robinson said on November 23, 2009 at 9:19 am

    Let’s all send good wishes and prayers to Moe, who is celebrating her birthday today by having chemo side effects.

  26. Dorothy said on November 23, 2009 at 11:42 am

    Deb you might be thinking of “Sneakers” which did not star Greg Peck, but starred Sidney Poitier, Robert Redford, Dan Akroyd, River Phoenix, David Straithairn (hubba hubba), and a few others. One of my favorite movies. Redford had been kidnapped and driven to a location with a bag over his head. Straithairn’s character was blind and when Redford was released, he asked Redford to recreate the trip he made when in the kidnapper’s car by describing what he heard. He said he thought he heard a very loud party. When they drove the way Redford described, they came across this large flock of seagulls making a huge noise – hence, the party!