Eat This, Not That




Those smug Paleolithic folks never had to avoid Halloween candy.  The husband would come home, throw a joint of meat on the fire and call it dinner.  I don't eat fast food; I make my own yogurt; I butcher my own brussels sprouts; I do a lot of running, but if there is candy in the house I cannot leave it alone.  I am going to ask Sophie to hide her stash somewhere the dog and I cannot find it.  

The beets from my vegetable box were so beautiful:

I wish they didn't taste like dirt.  Because they do, and you are a liar if you profess that beets are sweet and "earthy".  Call a spade a spade.  Beets are good reason not to support community agriculture.

Here is the least offensive beet recipe I have yet to come across, modified from Bittman's "How to Cook Everything."

Beet Rosti

1.5 lb beets, grated

1 tsp salt

1/2 cup finely chopped onion

1/4 cup flour

2 tsp chopped rosemary

2 TBS butter

In a medium bowl combine the beets, salt, rosemary and onion.  Toss with one half of the flour and mix well, then mix in the second half of the flour.  In a medium skillet heat the butter over medium heat until melted and slightly browned.  Place beet mixture into pan, pressing with spatula into a pancake shape that covers the bottom of the pan.  Cook, shaking pan occasionally for ~7 minutes.  Slide pancake onto a plate, top with second plate and invert.  Slide the pancake back into the pan with the uncooked side down.  Cook an additional 7 minutes.  Serve warm.

This dish barely avoided activating Sophie's gag reflex, but the adults in the family agreed that it was pretty good for beets.