Twisted

Weather's been a bit cold, showery and Scottish February today, so no birds or beasties.

Mrs Grantonboy wanted a couple of parsnips for a stew, so I brought a couple in from the garden.
Unfortunately due to the number of stones in the ground, they tend to get a bit twisted.  So here's a wee snap of the most contorted one with me doing an Edward Weston sort of thing.
Not sure how I'll prepare it, or indeed if we'll get much out of it when it makes the pot.