It is that time of the year when we start digging up carrots for meals and preserving. As usual there are always a few odd ones. I found this one this morning. (Never mind my own odd thumb joint behind the carrot.) Sort of reminds me of a bird's foot.
After enjoying my find, it promptly went into the crock pot with a pork roast for dinner tonight. I got to use our own fresh sage and rosemary as well. Slow cooked meals always sound so good when the weather grows cold. It makes the house smell wonderful, with the smell slowly building all day long as a delicious crescendo. Yum!