When your friend loves you, she brings beets

Photo by Cynthia Hochswender

My college friend Tina is staying with me this week and because she’s nutty like I am, she brought a suitcase full of fresh beets to me from her father’s farmette in her hometown of Seattle. 

I love beets. My daughter loves beets and she isn’t exactly a big foodie. But so many people dislike beets. It makes me feel fortunate that my mother never inflicted canned beets or other flavorless, vapid variations on me. I came to adulthood ready to accept the delights of a well-cooked beet.

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