I have a thing about beets. To me, they taste like dirt, and I’m not thrilled about eating them. At all. Sydney seems to like them in as many forms as he can get them: pickled, roasted, in pasta sauce, etc. I’ve been bullied into trying all of Sydney’s beet dishes (and there have been many!), but every time I’ve said “Ewwwwwwwwwwwww!”
This evening, however, Sydney made beet latkes, topped with a fresh grated apple-jalapeño-lemon juice chutney. The kitchen looked like a wreck. Part of the counter looked like the site of the slaughter, and it looked for all the world that Sydney was lightly frying up raw beef patties that refused to brown. But the end result tasted really good. I think it helped that the lemon juice masked all possible beet flavor 🙂
A point for Sydney in the beet war.
Erin
By lack of comments from the gallery, I don’t think you’ve convinced anyone of the merits of beet latkes. BUT – I will enjoy a picked beet or two every now and then. Sydney is a persistent fellow…