Turnips, I’d never seen, held, let alone tasted one. But I got some from the market garden where we get a lot of our vegetables. “See if you can do something with it”, she said. They lay in the refrigerator and looked questioningly. “Are you going to do something with me?” And then I decided it had to be done. I thought of mustard. I thought of the oven. I thought of fresh basil. And, boy it was so good. I served it the following week in the restaurant. Everyone should taste this.