Half man, half carrot, Mr. Orangeroot had dug himself out of the rut he’d been in. He was ready to stride through life in a fancy top hat. And he knew instinctively that these were the best years of his life - in a word, his salad days.

Half man, half carrot, Mr. Orangeroot had dug himself out of the rut he’d been in. He was ready to stride through life in a fancy top hat. And he knew instinctively that these were the best years of his life - in a word, his salad days.