I’ve been known to totally be that “old people food” lover. Tapioca pudding? Check. Prunes? Load me up. But beets and I had tumultuous relationship. That was one colored, hard, odd old bulb that I could not get behind… Magenta vegetables? Thanks but no thanks. It wasn’t until I tried to turn add beets to a chocolate cake that my whole opinion of them transformed. Chocolate was the only acceptable thing that could cover up that earthy taste – and I wasn’t going to try it with anything less. Worked like a charm. And then it got me hooked on beets. Official fan here.
When Ben and I and the friends were up in the mountains a couple of weeks ago, I was wanting to stuff my face with inordinate amounts of pasta and carbs, along with the beer and the brats – so I figured one salad wouldn’t kill me. And probably would stave off the impending heart attack a couple more days. Once I got my face wrapped around this I was a goner. G.o.n.e.r.
I’m not entirely sure which part sold me more – the arugula, the roasted beets, the goat cheese or the raspberry balsamic dressing.
In the end, it doesn’t matter – as long as it gets made and promptly devoured.
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