Tonight we had a frozen tuna steak cooked Provencale-style, with some brown rice penne. It was fine. The centerpiece of the meal, however, was beets that Dad grew in a pot over the winter: deeply and profoundly beet-colored, smooth in texture, and intensely flavorful.
A mother-daughter conversation on food and cooking (mostly)
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Those are gorgeous beets!
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