I love it! Reminds me of where I grew up. I give Shiloh parsley and she loves to eat the stems. It always reminds me of walking by a field down the road from my house and picking what looked like a wheat stalk (I don't know why I never asked anybody what it was) and chewing on the stem. It was so sweet and tender. Hmm, I wonder where I picked that up from? I'm lucky it wasn't a toxic plant.