As soon as I started cutting I knew something was terribly wrong. Those &*^#&^%#^& neighbor kids must have come over in the middle of the night and planted parsley! The stuff grew like a weed.
Fortunately, I had freezer space and I can use parsley in the dogs' food. So, after spending quite some time prying and carving the roots out of the pot and replacing the growing medium, I chopped some parsley. And then I chopped some more. This was followed by, yes, more chopping. At this point, I thought about using the food processor, but figured I'd end up spending as much or more time emptying the bowl and I'd have one more item to clean. What else could I do? Maybe a couple passes with the lawn mower?
Okay, I mentioned I had freezer space. Past tense. Between several gallon bags of chopped parsley and the broccoli and cauliflower coming in strong lately I'm pretty well full up. I would have some space left except a couple days ago I noticed that some of my celery was starting to droop. And boy, was it leafy. Oh, "no" [not the word I actually used]. Not again.
A picture of Monday's trip to the garden for those up north who can't wait to get planting.