There were beets in our box from Johnson's Farm again this week. Last time, J. juiced them. From time to time, he gets out the juicer and makes carrot, ginger, beet, whatever juice. I can't drink it. I can eat almost anything, but there's something about beet juice that makes me feel like I'm going to retch.
On the other hand, I made a great beet salad for dinner tonight. We had some red beets and some Chioggias (the pretty striped ones). I boiled and peeled them, then sliced and tossed them with a sliced apple, toasted pecans, and feta cheese, in a red wine vinaigrette with sweet onions. The beets stained everything bright pink. Beautiful and delicious.