A bit of background for my new readers: I’m taking the produce journey along with my good friend who is expecting. As we track the progression, we learn about the vegetable or fruit of the week as it relates to the size of the baby.
It’s fun to think about how different their family will look next Christmas, and the excitement of a new life.
Week #25 and baby is about the size of a rutabaga.
If you’re thinking that the rutabaga is similar to the turnip, you are correct. It is commonly referred to as a cross between a turnip and a cabbage.
Which means I’m probably not very fond of them. The turnips (baby size at week #17) were rather bitter, and although I could prepare rutabagas as I would potatoes, carrots, or other root vegetables, I’m sticking with REAL mashed potatoes for our Christmas dinner.
Rutabagas can be:
- boiled and mashed
- cut into fries and fried
- roasted in the oven
- added to a soup
- thinly sliced and added to a casserole
- grated raw into a salad
They are an excellent source of potassium, calcium, magnesium, vitamins E and C and other antioxidants. This vegetable is very high in fiber and takes longer to digest, keeping you feeling full longer. This may prevent overeating and, ultimately, weight gain.
They also contain powerful compounds that help fight inflammation, prevent premature aging, and are associated with a reduced risk of various cancers.
I purchased a rutabaga to try, since I think that eating a variety of foods is a good idea. It will probably get roasted along with some Brussels sprouts, another cruciferous vegetable. They’re related, so it may be okay.
As many of us celebrate Christmas, life still feels weird.
I was reminded at a recent prayer service that we think of Jesus’s birth as being all sweet and cozy. We picture him lying quietly in a little manger, surrounded by stable animals and Mary and Joseph. Maybe some shepherds showed up, along with a kid playing his drum.
It has the makings of a perfect Hallmark movie or Christmas card.
Truth is that the barn and animals most likely smelled—along with Jesus’s diaper. Shepherds hang out with stinky sheep, and they weren’t wearing their Sunday best. And where did they all wash their hands?
It probably felt weird.
And yet, it marked the greatest birth in the history of the world.
May the hope of our Savior bring you peace this Christmas.
“God loves each of us as if there were only one of us.”—St. Augustine