The sad tale of the beets

They were planted in the spring and managed to grow through a drier-than-normal summer even without supplemental water.  I harvested them today, carefully cleaned them and sliced them to roast so I could eat them with goat cheese on a pizza.

Sadly, I forgot they were still roasting when I kicked the oven up to 550 degrees to heat the pizza stone and they became little bits of beet flavored charcoal.


Sorry beets.  I wish I would have given you a better ending.

2 thoughts on “The sad tale of the beets”

  1. Oh man, I don’t even really like beets and this made me sad. I have a friend who runs a beet-themed website, 🙂

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