Roasted Beets

I used to hate beets with a passion scarcely human, and have avoided them for most of my adult life. I guess it was from being forced to eat them at school, cold and vinegary, with mystery white fish and lumpy white mashed potatoes, a most unfortunate lunch. Then I came to America. I was at a Thanksgiving dinner where someone had brought a dish of roasted vegetables to the feast. There were parsnips, carrots and, of course, beets. I was encouraged by my friend to at least try one. I was shocked. The taste could not have been more different than what I remembered, sweet, rich, and deep. So, if you think you don’t like beets, be brave, try roasted beets. You will fall in love.