We went to a family gathering over the weekend, a nice pot luck
spread with lots of yummies like devilled eggs, potato salad, meat
and cheese, and croissants. Our hostess also served dish of pickled
beets. After lunch, as we were putting the leftovers away, she asked
me if I liked them. "No", I replied, "I don't eat dirt chunks". She
seemed puzzled, I don't think she got the connection. I noticed that
no one else ate them either...

--
"Little Malice" is Jani in WA
~ mom, Trollop, novice cook ~

Litttle Malice wrote on 9/18/2006:

> Our hostess also served dish of pickled beets. After lunch,
> as we were putting the leftovers away, she asked me if I
> liked them. "No", I replied, "I don't eat dirt chunks". She
> seemed puzzled, I don't think she got the connection. I
> noticed that no one else ate them either...

I've become more partial to beets - pickled or not - in recent
years. Not my favorite by any means. We didn't have them at
home growing up. My only memory of them being served is on
the dinner tray in the hospital after I had my appendix removed
at age 10. A really big pile of them. My current level of fondness
for them is small doses at long intervals.

One time on Usenet, "KevinS" > said:
> Litttle Malice wrote on 9/18/2006:

> > Our hostess also served dish of pickled beets. After lunch,
> > as we were putting the leftovers away, she asked me if I
> > liked them. "No", I replied, "I don't eat dirt chunks". She
> > seemed puzzled, I don't think she got the connection. I
> > noticed that no one else ate them either...
>
> I've become more partial to beets - pickled or not - in recent
> years. Not my favorite by any means. We didn't have them at
> home growing up. My only memory of them being served is on
> the dinner tray in the hospital after I had my appendix removed
> at age 10. A really big pile of them. My current level of fondness
> for them is small doses at long intervals.

You know me, Kev -- to each their own. :-) But I've just never been
able to stomach beets, no matter how they're prepared. Mom used to
pickle them, or serve them smothered in vinegar. Yuck, they still
tasted like dirt to me...

--
"Little Malice" is Jani in WA
~ mom, Trollop, novice cook ~

"Litttle Malice" > wrote in message
...
> We went to a family gathering over the weekend, a nice pot luck
> spread with lots of yummies like devilled eggs, potato salad, meat
> and cheese, and croissants. Our hostess also served dish of pickled
> beets. After lunch, as we were putting the leftovers away, she asked
> me if I liked them. "No", I replied, "I don't eat dirt chunks". She
> seemed puzzled, I don't think she got the connection. I noticed that
> no one else ate them either...
>
> --
> "Little Malice" is Jani in WA
> ~ mom, Trollop, novice cook ~
==================
I don't eat dirt chunks? I don't understand why you would say that. I love
fresh pickled beets with some sugar, salt, pepper and caraway seed mixed in
with the vinegar, of course they have to be garden beets; not the jar kind.

Litttle Malice wrote:
> We went to a family gathering over the weekend, a nice pot luck
> spread with lots of yummies like devilled eggs, potato salad, meat
> and cheese, and croissants. Our hostess also served dish of pickled
> beets. After lunch, as we were putting the leftovers away, she asked
> me if I liked them. "No", I replied, "I don't eat dirt chunks". She
> seemed puzzled, I don't think she got the connection. I noticed that
> no one else ate them either...

I never understood the idea of pickling them. They are sooo much
better fresh, either steamed or roasted. You can send those dirt
chunks down here, any day of the week! (And send the greens too - those
are just as good!)

-L.
(Never met a beet I didn't like.)

On Mon, 18 Sep 2006 20:25:35 GMT, "pfoley" >
wrote:

>
>"Litttle Malice" > wrote in message
...
>> We went to a family gathering over the weekend, a nice pot luck
>> spread with lots of yummies like devilled eggs, potato salad, meat
>> and cheese, and croissants. Our hostess also served dish of pickled
>> beets. After lunch, as we were putting the leftovers away, she asked
>> me if I liked them. "No", I replied, "I don't eat dirt chunks". She
>> seemed puzzled, I don't think she got the connection. I noticed that
>> no one else ate them either...
>>
>> --
>> "Little Malice" is Jani in WA
>> ~ mom, Trollop, novice cook ~
>==================
>I don't eat dirt chunks? I don't understand why you would say that.

Could it be because not everyone likes everything that you do and
hates the same things the you do.


> I love fresh pickled beets with some sugar, salt, pepper and caraway seed mixed in
>with the vinegar, of course they have to be garden beets; not the jar kind.
>


I happen to be in the "I Love Beets" camp. I am told that when I was
a very young child I pitched a fit because Mother would not let me
make a whole meal from beets. I also like boiled okra but I am aware
that not everyone does.
--
Susan N.

"Moral indignation is in most cases two percent moral,
48 percent indignation, and 50 percent envy."
Vittorio De Sica, Italian movie director (1901-1974

In article . com>,
"-L." > wrote:

> Litttle Malice wrote:
> > We went to a family gathering over the weekend, a nice pot luck
> > spread with lots of yummies like devilled eggs, potato salad, meat
> > and cheese, and croissants. Our hostess also served dish of pickled
> > beets. After lunch, as we were putting the leftovers away, she asked
> > me if I liked them. "No", I replied, "I don't eat dirt chunks". She
> > seemed puzzled, I don't think she got the connection. I noticed that
> > no one else ate them either...
>
> I never understood the idea of pickling them. They are sooo much
> better fresh, either steamed or roasted. You can send those dirt
> chunks down here, any day of the week! (And send the greens too - those
> are just as good!)
>
> -L.
> (Never met a beet I didn't like.)

No, the greens are _better_ . <G>
I used to get beets for my mom because she loved them, and I'd get the
greens for ME!
--
Peace!
Om

"My mother never saw the irony in calling me a Son of a bitch"
-- Jack Nicholson

Litttle Malice > wrote in message
...
> We went to a family gathering over the weekend,
> a nice pot luck spread with lots of yummies like
> devilled eggs, potato salad, meat and cheese, and
> croissants. Our hostess also served dish of pickled
> beets. After lunch, as we were putting the leftovers
> away, she asked me if I liked them. "No", I replied,
> "I don't eat dirt chunks". She seemed puzzled, I
> don't think she got the connection. I noticed that
> no one else ate them either...

Infidel! Unbeliever! You will never understand the shear Nirvana
beets bestow upon those accustomed to their goodness.

Pickled, roasted, raw, or steamed: all bring benevolent bliss.

The Ranger

"-L." > wrote in message
ups.com...
>
>> Litttle Malice wrote:
"No", I replied, "I don't eat dirt chunks".
>
> I never understood the idea of pickling them. They are sooo much
> better fresh, either steamed or roasted. You can send those dirt
> chunks down here, any day of the week! (And send the greens too - those
> are just as good!)
>
> -L.
> (Never met a beet I didn't like.)
>

MMmm hmmm. Here too.

Litttle Malice wrote:

> Our hostess also served dish of pickled
> beets. After lunch, as we were putting the leftovers away, she asked
> me if I liked them. "No", I replied, "I don't eat dirt chunks". She
> seemed puzzled, I don't think she got the connection.


If you had said that to me, I'm afraid I would have considered it rude.

Your hostess has never read Barb's "dirt chunks" comments,
therefore has no reference for the comment. A simple "I have
never cared for beets" would have been sufficient.

If you served someone brownies who doesn't like chocolate and they said
"I don't eat dirt chunks" wouldn't you have been more than a little puzzled?

gloria p

"Puester" > wrote in message
...
> Litttle Malice wrote:
>
> > Our hostess also served dish of pickled
> > beets. After lunch, as we were putting the leftovers away, she asked
> > me if I liked them. "No", I replied, "I don't eat dirt chunks". She
> > seemed puzzled, I don't think she got the connection.
>
>
> If you had said that to me, I'm afraid I would have considered it rude.
>
> Your hostess has never read Barb's "dirt chunks" comments,
> therefore has no reference for the comment. A simple "I have
> never cared for beets" would have been sufficient.
>
> If you served someone brownies who doesn't like chocolate and they said
> "I don't eat dirt chunks" wouldn't you have been more than a little
puzzled?
>
> gloria p

Exactly, I can't imagine saying that to someone who invited me to a nice
lunch. I never heard the expression either, but it sounds awful. Maybe it
is an inside joke on this particular newsgroup, but I am sure the hostess
didn't know that.

>
>

In article
>,
Puester > wrote:

> Litttle Malice wrote:
>
> > Our hostess also served dish of pickled
> > beets. After lunch, as we were putting the leftovers away, she asked
> > me if I liked them. "No", I replied, "I don't eat dirt chunks". She
> > seemed puzzled, I don't think she got the connection.
>
>
> If you had said that to me, I'm afraid I would have considered it rude.
>
> Your hostess has never read Barb's "dirt chunks" comments,
> therefore has no reference for the comment. A simple "I have
> never cared for beets" would have been sufficient.
>
> If you served someone brownies who doesn't like chocolate and they said
> "I don't eat dirt chunks" wouldn't you have been more than a little puzzled?
>
> gloria p

Aw c'mon, I'll bet Jani gave us only the condensed version and I'll bet
it was said in jest and good spirit. It was a family gathering. I'll
bet you say things to family members you know well that you wouldn't say
to others.
--
-Barb, Mother Superior, HOSSSPoJ
http://web.mac.com/barbschaller
http://jamlady.eboard.com

In article >,
unge (Litttle Malice) wrote:

> We went to a family gathering over the weekend, a nice pot luck
> spread with lots of yummies like devilled eggs, potato salad, meat
> and cheese, and croissants. Our hostess also served dish of pickled
> beets. After lunch, as we were putting the leftovers away, she asked
> me if I liked them. "No", I replied, "I don't eat dirt chunks". She
> seemed puzzled, I don't think she got the connection. I noticed that
> no one else ate them either...

Stirring up trouble, I see. Tsk, tsk. LOL!
--
-Barb, Mother Superior, HOSSSPoJ
http://web.mac.com/barbschaller
http://jamlady.eboard.com

"Melba's Jammin'" > wrote in message
...
> In article
> >,
> Puester > wrote:
>
> > Litttle Malice wrote:
> >
> > > Our hostess also served dish of pickled
> > > beets. After lunch, as we were putting the leftovers away, she asked
> > > me if I liked them. "No", I replied, "I don't eat dirt chunks". She
> > > seemed puzzled, I don't think she got the connection.
> >
> >
> > If you had said that to me, I'm afraid I would have considered it rude.
> >
> > Your hostess has never read Barb's "dirt chunks" comments,
> > therefore has no reference for the comment. A simple "I have
> > never cared for beets" would have been sufficient.
> >
> > If you served someone brownies who doesn't like chocolate and they said
> > "I don't eat dirt chunks" wouldn't you have been more than a little
puzzled?
> >
> > gloria p
>
> Aw c'mon, I'll bet Jani gave us only the condensed version and I'll bet
> it was said in jest and good spirit. It was a family gathering. I'll
> bet you say things to family members you know well that you wouldn't say
> to others.
> --
> -Barb, Mother Superior, HOSSSPoJ
> http://web.mac.com/barbschaller
> http://jamlady.eboard.com

I am sure I do say things to family I would not ordinarily say to others,
but more on a one-to-one basis and not about the food they put out for me to
eat; never. I am just happy that they go to the bother to cook for me. I
am very appreciative of the times I don't have to do the cooking. I realize
it was family and just a joke, but a poor joke made amongst other people and
to a most likely harried hostess who is probably worried if everyone will
like what she is serving and if everything has turned out alright. Most
hostesses are nervous when entertaining.

In article . net>,
"pfoley" > wrote:

> "Puester" > wrote in message
> ...
> > Litttle Malice wrote:
> >
> > > Our hostess also served dish of pickled
> > > beets. After lunch, as we were putting the leftovers away, she asked
> > > me if I liked them. "No", I replied, "I don't eat dirt chunks". She
> > > seemed puzzled, I don't think she got the connection.
(snippage)

> Exactly, I can't imagine saying that to someone who invited me to a nice
> lunch. I never heard the expression either, but it sounds awful.

It is. They are. It's an accurate description of cooked beets.
Descriptive of smell and taste.
--
-Barb, Mother Superior, HOSSSPoJ
http://web.mac.com/barbschaller
http://jamlady.eboard.com

In article >,
"The Ranger" > wrote:

> Infidel! Unbeliever! You will never understand the shear Nirvana
> beets bestow upon those accustomed to their goodness.
>
> Pickled, roasted, raw, or steamed: all bring benevolent bliss.
>
> The Ranger

Don't be shearing Nirvana, Dude. Unless she's wearing something sheer.
"-) I'm sure those accustomed enjoy them. I ain't nevah gonna get
accustomed. A costumed, maybe, but not . . . .
--
-Barb, Mother Superior, HOSSSPoJ
http://web.mac.com/barbschaller
http://jamlady.eboard.com

In article . net>,
"pfoley" > wrote:

> I don't eat dirt chunks? I don't understand why you would say that. I love
> fresh pickled beets with some sugar, salt, pepper and caraway seed mixed in
> with the vinegar, of course they have to be garden beets; not the jar kind.

It's a wash. And an overworked thread here. I don't understand how you
CAN eat them, Like I said, a wash. Caraway seed, huh? Never would've
thought of putting caraway with them. Probably won't in next year's
Fair entry, either.

{ Exported from MasterCook Mac }

Miz Edrena's Pickled Beets with Red Wine

Recipe By: Barb Schaller post to r.f.cooking, 9-19-2006
Serving Size: 1
Preparation Time: 0:00
Categories: Canning, Preserves, Etc.

Amount Measure Ingredient Preparation Method
6 lbs beets with rootlets and 2
inches of tops
1 teaspoon whole cloves
Two 4-inch cinnamon sticks broken
One 1-inch piece fresh ginger sliced thin
3 cups sugar
2 cups red wine [I use cabernet sauvignon]
3 cups red wine vinegar
1 tablespoon pickling salt

Scrub the beets. Put them into a large pot, and cover
them with boiling water. Return the water to a boil, and
boil the beets 15 to 35 minutes, depending on their size,
until they are just tender.

Drain the beets, and cover them with cold water. When
they are cool, trim them and slip off their skins. If they
are large, halve or quarter them--or, if you prefer, slice
all the beets into 1/4-inch-thick rounds.

Tie the cloves, cinnamon, and ginger in a spice bag or
scrap of cheesecloth. Put the spice bag, sugar, wine, vinegar,
and salt into a nonreactive pot. Bring the contents to a
boil, stirring to dissolve the sugar and salt. Simmer the
syrup, uncovered, for 10 minutes.

While the syrup simmers, pack the beets into pint mason
jars. If you've sliced the beets, pack the slices loosely. [! E.]
Pour the hot syrup over the beets, leaving 1/2 inch headspace.
Close the jars with hot two-piece caps.

Process the jars for 30 minutes in a boiling water bath.
[Mind the altitude adjustments-E.]

Store the cooled jars in a cool, dry, dark place for at
least 3 weeks before eating the beets.

[The part of the beet just under the greens is the part that
can taste like dirt. If the beets are big, be ruthless about
trimming this away. Then eat it, cook's treat!]

[Miz Edrena's Note: I boiled the beets to tender stage and even after BWB
for 40' at my altitude, the slices still had nice texture, but
I'd go maybe for a little tiny bit less initial boiling next
time. Wayne Boatwright roasts his beets instead of boiling-E]
[You can make these sugar free by using 1+ cups Splenda to
taste and 1+ teaspoons salt to taste. Do the Splenda first.
with the wine/vinegar, then the salt. This is a bit of a
balancing act because while the Splenda is great, it's not
sugar. Do the sugar if you can.]

[I always make a few special jars, slice cooked beets, than
cookie cutter shaped to stars & moons, etc. I make regular
batch in chunks with an apple corer dealy, and keep all the
circular pieces for special jars as above]

From _Joy of Pickling_ by Linda Ziedrich, c.1998,
The Harvard Common Press

Edrena Jones post to rec.food.preserving 7-12-2006

‹‹‹‹‹
Notes: Miz Edrena sez even people who usually scorn beets may like
these. ("May" being the operative word.) For the helluva it, I entered
these in the MN State Fair 2006. I made them about 3 weeks before
judging, No ribbon, but my scoresheet says they were 5th place (they
be-ribbon to four) out of 21 entries. Who would ever think that there'd
be twenty-one people interested in eating these. Amazing.
--
-Barb, Mother Superior, HOSSSPoJ
http://web.mac.com/barbschaller
http://jamlady.eboard.com

One time on Usenet, "-L." > said:
> Litttle Malice wrote:

> > We went to a family gathering over the weekend, a nice pot luck
> > spread with lots of yummies like devilled eggs, potato salad, meat
> > and cheese, and croissants. Our hostess also served dish of pickled
> > beets. After lunch, as we were putting the leftovers away, she asked
> > me if I liked them. "No", I replied, "I don't eat dirt chunks". She
> > seemed puzzled, I don't think she got the connection. I noticed that
> > no one else ate them either...
>
> I never understood the idea of pickling them. They are sooo much
> better fresh, either steamed or roasted. You can send those dirt
> chunks down here, any day of the week! (And send the greens too - those
> are just as good!)
>
> -L.
> (Never met a beet I didn't like.)

I'll make you a deal -- next time I make the following dish, I'll
send you the red part and I'll use the green part:

Beet Green Gratin

1 T. butter
10 oz. sliced mushrooms
2 cloves garlic, minced
6 oz. beet greens, washed
Kosher salt and ground black pepper
4 egg yolks, beaten
1 1/2 C. ricotta
3/4 cup grated Parmesan
1/2 tsp. salt
3/4 cup crumbled Ritz crackers

Preheat the oven to 375° F. Melt the butter in a saucepan. Add the
mushrooms & garlic, and sweat. Add the greens and mix well. Remove
pan from heat. Season with salt and pepper.

In a separate bowl, combine the egg yolks, ricotta, Parmesan cheese,
and salt. Combine everything and put into a lightly oiled 8 by 8-inch
baking dish. Top with the crumbled crackers and bake for 30 minutes
covered. Uncover and bake for an additional 15 minutes.

--
"Little Malice" is Jani in WA
~ mom, Trollop, novice cook ~

Melba's Jammin' wrote:
> In article . net>,
> "pfoley" > wrote:
>
>> "Puester" > wrote in message
>> ...
>>> Litttle Malice wrote:
>>>
>>> > Our hostess also served dish of pickled
>>>> beets. After lunch, as we were putting the leftovers away, she asked
>>>> me if I liked them. "No", I replied, "I don't eat dirt chunks". She
>>>> seemed puzzled, I don't think she got the connection.
> (snippage)
>
>> Exactly, I can't imagine saying that to someone who invited me to a nice
>> lunch. I never heard the expression either, but it sounds awful.
>
> It is. They are. It's an accurate description of cooked beets.
> Descriptive of smell and taste.


Respectfully disagree. That's an opinion, YOUR opinion. If you google
"beets" in this ng, I know you'll find a dissenting opinion from a
number of people who like them.

I've never mentioned my negative opinion of sauerkraut because I know
I'm in the minority and frankly, no one gives a flip. The kraut eaters
will go on eating it and the rest of us will avoid it silently.

gloria p

One time on Usenet, "The Ranger" > said:
> Litttle Malice > wrote in message
> ...

> > We went to a family gathering over the weekend,
> > a nice pot luck spread with lots of yummies like
> > devilled eggs, potato salad, meat and cheese, and
> > croissants. Our hostess also served dish of pickled
> > beets. After lunch, as we were putting the leftovers
> > away, she asked me if I liked them. "No", I replied,
> > "I don't eat dirt chunks". She seemed puzzled, I
> > don't think she got the connection. I noticed that
> > no one else ate them either...
>
> Infidel! Unbeliever! You will never understand the shear Nirvana
> beets bestow upon those accustomed to their goodness.
>
> Pickled, roasted, raw, or steamed: all bring benevolent bliss.

Oh Lordy, if beets are Nirvana, send me to Purgatory... ;-D

--
"Little Malice" is Jani in WA
~ mom, Trollop, novice cook ~

One time on Usenet, said:
> Litttle Malice wrote:
>
> > Our hostess also served dish of pickled
> > beets. After lunch, as we were putting the leftovers away, she asked
> > me if I liked them. "No", I replied, "I don't eat dirt chunks". She
> > seemed puzzled, I don't think she got the connection.
>
>
> If you had said that to me, I'm afraid I would have considered it rude.
>
> Your hostess has never read Barb's "dirt chunks" comments,
> therefore has no reference for the comment. A simple "I have
> never cared for beets" would have been sufficient.
>
> If you served someone brownies who doesn't like chocolate and they said
> "I don't eat dirt chunks" wouldn't you have been more than a little puzzled?

You missed the part where I said "family gathering", Gloria. She's
well used to my warped sense of humor, and actually has one herself...

--
"Little Malice" is Jani in WA
~ mom, Trollop, novice cook ~

In article >,
Melba's Jammin' > wrote:

> In article . net>,
> "pfoley" > wrote:
>
> > "Puester" > wrote in message
> > ...
> > > Litttle Malice wrote:
> > >
> > > > Our hostess also served dish of pickled
> > > > beets. After lunch, as we were putting the leftovers away, she asked
> > > > me if I liked them. "No", I replied, "I don't eat dirt chunks". She
> > > > seemed puzzled, I don't think she got the connection.
> (snippage)
>
> > Exactly, I can't imagine saying that to someone who invited me to a nice
> > lunch. I never heard the expression either, but it sounds awful.
>
> It is. They are. It's an accurate description of cooked beets.
> Descriptive of smell and taste.

I feel the same way about Idaho or Russet potatoes...
They taste like dirt. The purple ones are even worse.

On the rare occasion I eat spuds, they are either red or yukon golds.

No exceptions. ;-p
--
Peace!
Om

"My mother never saw the irony in calling me a Son of a bitch"
-- Jack Nicholson

>(Litttle*Malice) complained:
>We went to a family gathering over the weekend, a
>nice pot luck spread with lots of yummies like devilled
>eggs, potato salad, meat and cheese, and croissants. Our hostess
>also served dish of pickled beets. After lunch, as we
>were putting the leftovers away, she asked me if I
>liked them. "No", I replied, "I don't eat dirt chunks".
>She seemed puzzled, I don't think she got the connection.
>I noticed that no one else ate them either...
>--
>"Little Malice" is Jani in WA
>~ mom, Trollop, novice
cook----------------------------------------------------

Guess am one of the few who actually likes beets fixed any which way
from harvard to pickled.

Especially like beets on a garden salad besides a greek salad.

One time on Usenet, Melba's Jammin' > said:
> In article >,
> unge (Litttle Malice) wrote:

> > We went to a family gathering over the weekend, a nice pot luck
> > spread with lots of yummies like devilled eggs, potato salad, meat
> > and cheese, and croissants. Our hostess also served dish of pickled
> > beets. After lunch, as we were putting the leftovers away, she asked
> > me if I liked them. "No", I replied, "I don't eat dirt chunks". She
> > seemed puzzled, I don't think she got the connection. I noticed that
> > no one else ate them either...
>
> Stirring up trouble, I see. Tsk, tsk. LOL!

As my father always says, "You're evil, Jani!". ;-D

I'm glad *you* got that it was all said in fun, Barb. My family is all
about laughter and when I explained about you and the story behind my
comment, our hostess cracked up. I'd never say something like that to
someone who'd be hurt by it -- I just know my family, and they're not
that sensitive...

--
"Little Malice" is Jani in WA
~ mom, Trollop, novice cook ~

One time on Usenet, (ms. tonya) said:
> >(Little Malice) complained:

I wasn't complaining, it was a joke!

> >We went to a family gathering over the weekend, a
> >nice pot luck spread with lots of yummies like devilled
> >eggs, potato salad, meat and cheese, and croissants. Our hostess
> >also served dish of pickled beets. After lunch, as we
> >were putting the leftovers away, she asked me if I
> >liked them. "No", I replied, "I don't eat dirt chunks".
> >She seemed puzzled, I don't think she got the connection.
> >I noticed that no one else ate them either...

> Guess am one of the few who actually likes beets fixed any which way
> from harvard to pickled.
>
> Especially like beets on a garden salad besides a greek salad.

Nah, I think lots of people like them, I just never have and think
Barb's calling them "dirt chunks" is funny. I suspect no one else
ate them because they didn't see them -- we all brought serveral
dishes and there was a ton of food. Fer instance, I love green
onions, but I missed the little plate of them...

--
"Little Malice" is Jani in WA
~ mom, Trollop, novice cook ~

Melba's Jammin' > wrote in message
...
> In article >, "The Ranger"
> wrote:
>
> > Infidel! Unbeliever! You will never understand the shear
> > Nirvana beets bestow upon those accustomed to their
> > goodness.
> >
> > Pickled, roasted, raw, or steamed: all bring benevolent
> > bliss.
> >
> Don't be shearing Nirvana, Dude. Unless she's wearing
> something sheer.

I knew that and even told myself aloud to correct it before typing
anything else... <sigh>

> "-) I'm sure those accustomed enjoy them. I ain't nevah
> gonna get accustomed. A costumed, maybe, but not . . .

I already _knew_ you were leading the rabble; the lesser unwashed.
Twenty lashes with beet greens dipped in beet juice to you!

The Ranger

Litttle Malice > wrote in message
...
> One time on Usenet, "The Ranger" > said:
> > Litttle Malice unge wrote in message
...

> > > We went to a family gathering over the weekend,
> > > a nice pot luck spread with lots of yummies like
> > > devilled eggs, potato salad, meat and cheese, and
> > > croissants. Our hostess also served dish of pickled
> > > beets. After lunch, as we were putting the leftovers
> > > away, she asked me if I liked them. "No", I replied,
> > > "I don't eat dirt chunks". She seemed puzzled, I
> > > don't think she got the connection. I noticed that
> > > no one else ate them either...
> >
> > Infidel! Unbeliever! You will never understand the
> > shear Nirvana beets bestow upon those accustomed
> > to their goodness.
> >
> > Pickled, roasted, raw, or steamed: all bring benevolent
> > bliss.
> >
> Oh Lordy, if beets are Nirvana, send me to Purgatory... ;-D

"And so shall your third wish be granted..."

The Ranger

"The Ranger" > wrote in message
...
> Melba's Jammin' > wrote in message
> ...
> > In article >, "The Ranger"
> > wrote:
> >
> > > Infidel! Unbeliever! You will never understand the shear
> > > Nirvana beets bestow upon those accustomed to their
> > > goodness.
> > >
> > > Pickled, roasted, raw, or steamed: all bring benevolent
> > > bliss.
> > >
> > Don't be shearing Nirvana, Dude. Unless she's wearing
> > something sheer.
>
> I knew that and even told myself aloud to correct it before typing
> anything else... <sigh>
>
> > "-) I'm sure those accustomed enjoy them. I ain't nevah
> > gonna get accustomed. A costumed, maybe, but not . . .
>
> I already _knew_ you were leading the rabble; the lesser unwashed.
> Twenty lashes with beet greens dipped in beet juice to you!
>
> The Ranger
>
>

I have only this to say about all of that:

From "Jitterbug Perfume" by Tom Robbins:


"The beet is the most intense of vegetables. The radish, admittedly,
is more feverish, but the fire of the radish is a cold fire, the fire
of discontent, not of passion. Tomatoes are lusty enough, yet there
runs through tomatoes an undercurrent of frivolity. Beets are deadly
serious.

Slavic peoples get their physical characteristics from potatoes, their
smoldering inquietude from radishes, their seriousness from beets.

The beet is the melancholy vegetable, the one most willing to suffer.
You can't squeeze blood out of a *turnip ...*

The beet is the murderer returned to the scene of the crime. The
beet is what happens when the cherry finishes with the carrot. The
beet is the ancient ancestor of the autumn moon, bearded, buried,
all but fossilized; the dark green sails of the grounded moon-boat
stitched with veins of primordial plasma; the kite string that once
connected the moon to the Earth now a muddy whisker drilling
desperately for rubies.

The beet was Rasputin's favorite vegetable. You could see it in his
eyes."


I like beets.




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Litttle Malice wrote:


>
> You missed the part where I said "family gathering", Gloria. She's
> well used to my warped sense of humor, and actually has one herself...
>


Yes, I did miss that. Sorry.

gloria p

Litttle Malice wrote:
> I'll make you a deal -- next time I make the following dish, I'll
> send you the red part and I'll use the green part:
>
> Beet Green Gratin

<snip>

Oooh...that sounds goood!

-L.

One time on Usenet, said:
> Litttle Malice wrote:

> > You missed the part where I said "family gathering", Gloria. She's
> > well used to my warped sense of humor, and actually has one herself...

> Yes, I did miss that. Sorry.

That's okay -- like Barb said, I posted a very truncated version of
the situation. I should have put a winky face at the end, to point out
that it was all in fun... :-)

--
"Little Malice" is Jani in WA
~ mom, Trollop, novice cook ~

One time on Usenet, "-L." > said:
>
> Litttle Malice wrote:
> > I'll make you a deal -- next time I make the following dish, I'll
> > send you the red part and I'll use the green part:
> >
> > Beet Green Gratin
>
> <snip>
>
> Oooh...that sounds goood!

I made it once, a few months ago, using spinach 'cuz I couldn't
find any beet greens at my local stores. It was still good, but
sure as heck they had whole beets w/greens when I was shopping
yesterday, probably because I wasn't looking for them... ;-D

--
"Little Malice" is Jani in WA
~ mom, Trollop, novice cook ~

ms. tonya wrote:

> Guess am one of the few who actually likes beets fixed any which way
> from harvard to pickled.
>
> Especially like beets on a garden salad besides a greek salad.
>

Not true. I like beets just fine. I never fully appreciated them as a
child but grew to enjoy them enormously as an adult. I prefer a plain
beet to a doctored up "sweet" pickled beet, but I'll enjoy them too
given the chance.
Goomba