Joseph Littleshoes wrote:
>
> Kate Connally wrote:
>
> > "-L." wrote:
> > >
> > > Melba's Jammin' wrote:
> > > > > Now maybe we can seduce Barb into liking beets...
> > > >
> > > > In your dreams, Bucko. There's a better chance that I'll win the
> > > > PowerBall lottery.
> > >
> > > HOW can you not like beets!?! Beets are awesome!! Even my 14-mo
> > old
> > > loves beets! YUM YUM YUM!!!
> >
> > That's because he/she/it is too young to know any better. ;-)
> >
> > Kate, would rather die than eat a beet!
>
> I would offer to send you a jar of my mums pickled beets

I'm afraid that would be considered an act of terrorism
and I would have to sic the FBI or someone on you.

> but she's
> almost 90 and has not "canned" for a number of years. I used to love
> her canned plums.

Okay, the plums sound good. Can I get those instead?

> Back in my younger more pretentious days i would
> serve the liquid from her plums as a chilled soup at my small dinner
> parties.
>
> But while i generally do not like beets, or rutabagas or turnips (except
> in chicken soup) the pickled beets were delicious.
>
> The liquid they produced was a lovely "vermillion" if i am correct, a
> beautiful pinkish purple. Darker than a magenta but not quite purple or
> distincly red, a pinkish, purple red?

Well I do love the *color* of beets. They make a nice
decorative item, but are totally inedible.

Kate

--
Kate Connally
“If I were as old as I feel, I’d be dead already.”
Goldfish: “The wholesome snack that smiles back,
Until you bite their heads off.”
What if the hokey pokey really *is* what it's all about?