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Column: Have kohlrabi, will travel

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I am pretty sure it's not every Friday night that someone pulls a giant kohlrabi out of her purse at a bar. Come to think of it, I'm guessing no one had ever pulled a giant kohlrabi at the police department, either.

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But there's a first time for everything, right? I'd never had a giant kohlrabi left lying on my keyboard, either, until Friday morning.

When I came in Friday, I was in a funk. My car had yet more problems. I spent the morning trying to figure out how to get around while it was out of commission. I was tired, I was cranky, and I was late to work.

When I got to work, though, there was a giant kohlrabi lying right on my keyboard. And when I say giant, I mean, it was huge. This was easily the biggest one I've ever seen. It was the size of a softball and weighed more than a pound.

It was a pleasant surprise, but no one in my office would 'fess up to how it got there.

My questions were answered when I checked my voicemail. I had a message from Imelda Becker. For those who don't know Imelda, she used to run the Farmington food shelf and is one of our community's gems of a person. Turns out, Imleda had this kohlrabi in her refrigerator and, remembering I enjoyed the vegetable, thought I might enjoy this one. She had called me after I was gone Thursday, but stopped by bright and early Friday morning to leave it on my desk.

Mystery solved. But now, what to do with it?

I did what any good photographer would do. I took a picture of it.

I kept the kohlrabi at the office all day, taking a peek at it every so often, when I needed a smile. When it came time to go to the police department to meet with officer Travis Sundvall and his partner Bosco, I had a problem: I didn't want to leave it in the vehicle because it would get warm and gross. So I put it in my purse so I could bring it in to an air conditioned setting.

Who wouldn't, right?

But then I was trying to dig out the tape recorder. And I have a really big purse. Pushing things aside only works for so long. Eventually, I have to pull things out. Hence, out came the kohlrabi.

I've known Travis as long as he's been an officer in Farmington, so I'm pretty sure nothing I do really surprises him. But when I did the same thing while looking for my billfold at the bar a couple hours later, well, let's just say I don't think the bartender was expecting anything quite like that. He did a double take, to say the least.

I'd just had dinner with my friend and her mom. They both laughed out loud, and my friend gave me the, "Oh, Michelle...." that I so often get when I do what I do.

My giant kohlrabi is home in my refrigerator now, after a busy day touring Farmington last week. I'm guessing that when Imelda dropped it off, she had no idea it was going to go on a Flat Stanley-type trip around town.

But that's the great thing about this town. A goofy little thing like a giant kohlrabi can bring lots of smiles and chuckles. And it provides good fodder for a column, too. Thanks for the fun, Imelda. You might not realize it, but you made my day.

You were right, I do enjoy kohlrabi. Even without cutting in to this one.

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Michelle Leonard
Michelle Leonard started covering the Farmington community in June, 1994. Michelle earned her Bachelor of Science degree in Mass Communications: News-Editorial from Mankato State University in 1991. She is an active member of the Farmington American Legion Auxiliary Unit 189, and acts as the volunteer coordinator for the Minnesota Newspaper Museum which is open annually during the Minnesota State Fair. She has earned Minnesota Newspaper Association awards in Investigative Reporting, Local News Coverage, Feature Photography and Column Writing. 
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