Lunch! Diminutive organic beasties. The beings not of humankind. They love them or they hate them. You can never over rate them. Not really Belgian. But make some Flemish (phlegmish). Rather sick. Those sprouts from Brussels. I say yummy.
The swede is not from Sweden but yo ** **. I love it so.
Turnips, so very lush as long as not boiled to mush. Roasted is much better. With butter and pepper.
Forget the meat. Forget the spuds. Bring me in a platter of veg. With piping hot gravy. Maybe I'm so cheap to feed. Because I need no meat. Not a vegetarian. Just love veggies for my tea.