Beet me
I forgot to tell you jerks… A day after I made that ill-fated blended beet soup, I grilled up a burger (hand-formed with a little Worcestershire sauce), slapped some cheddar on it and served it up on toasted rye bread with horseradish mustard and a good sloppy smear of the beet whatever.
It was excellent. I wanted to walk the streets telling people they suck because they hadn’t eaten it. That delicious.
