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."
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.