Look at that! And I know nothing about turnips! But a quick browse through the Ball Blue Book tells me I can freeze them, can them, dry them, and teach them to dance jigs. Or, at least, most of those things.
I don’t know if I’ve ever eaten a turnip. I’m sure in my lifetime I have classified them right up there with the dreaded rhubarb, which I now love, so I plan to love the turnips! These turnips were FREE, by the way. We get free “bad” produce from the farmers market for our pig, because they can’t sell anything that’s not perfect. Once it’s blemished, even in a small way, it’s shipped to the island of misfit vegetables. Here is an “open secret”–much of that produce is GOOD. And I preserve it. And we eat free cast-off food, rescued on its way to the DUMPSTER.
(You can, too. Don’t be shy about talking to the vendors at your local farmers markets.)