I will gladly admit that I adore making mistakes. I don`t embarass easily and I thoroughly enjoy sharing my discoveries of personal futility because they make me laugh, they may help someone else and I find it oddly fun to admit what a dork I can be. I am pleased to say I plan on admitting my own discovery of personal flubbing and I may actually be the only one reading this who has learned a thing from it.
I m 37. I`ve never eaten beats in the summer that I remember (with the exception of pickled beets). The reason was simple – it`s too hot to cook tem and hot beets are so clearly a dish for the fall and winter.
I also adored how chefs got beets to stay so firm, crisp and crunchy in a salad. I was never able to reproduce their results. I was sharing the second anecdote with a farmer friend when she looked at me like I had 7.5 heads.
I never knew that one could eat beets without cooking them. Damn the man.
Tonights’ CSA arrived with a bunch of beets. A quick salad of shaved beets (I used a mandolin), a touch of lemon, thyme, green onions, feta, a touch of olive oil and balsamic vinegar. There is a small party going on in the fridge tonight as the guests of my beet party mix and mingle and by lunch tomorrow we`ll be chowing on a festival of flavor.
Not sure where all the whimsical wording is coming from tonight – I think I`m giddy to have learned something so new about something I thought I knew for so long. 🙂
Addendum…I almost didn`t get this out today – wrote it last night, forgot to publish this morning – sorry for delay 🙁 Laughing at myself though..