Day 29 A Little Bit of Russia On The Prairie

The day has come to meet the beet, as I write, I am in fact, eating the Borscht. It's actually pretty good, but I think the thing I'm most stoked about is the fact that I'm eating several very colorful vegetables at one time. Well, they're all kind of reddish, but when it's all mixed together, it looks kind of like a sunset stew. The beets of course are purpleish, red cabbage, orangey looking tomatoes, very pretty! The sauteed red onions and garlic, give the sweetness of the beets a little punch. All in all, It's a  warm, filling, fragrant, and healthy soup! I have made amends with the beet, here's to trying dirty things and liking them! On the potato front, I have contacted the Washington Potato Commission to bum some Blue potato seed samples for planting! Hopefully we will embark on adventures in Blue potato salad sometime in the future. Part of my mission, aside from the elimination of fake food, is to ingest as many different varieties of vegetables as I can in the next year, a veritable sea of colors and nutrients that I would never encounter in fast food world.
OK, so I don't generally keep track of my weight with scales, I prefer to wait until a button pops off of my jeans to know that I'm fat or I require a safety pin and some twine to hold them up when I'm skinny. I broke my scale rule out of curiosity and it seems as though, I have lost about 7 pounds this month, that's like a sack of potatoes and a bag of sugar! My little plan is working.....down with the clown.
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Day 25 Don't Be Shy, It's Just A Brussel Sprout

Last spring, I traveled home to Kentucky for a wedding and never expected to meet the love of my life, I was blown away the instant we met, and tonight, we meet again. Roasted Brussel sprouts, slightly crispy, salty, sweet, buttery magic. They were literally the best thing I've ever eaten but I've been a little hesitant to make them for myself, because I know they won't compare to the precious baby cabbages, I ate at 732 Social. Tonight I am going to attempt my own version but I am even at this moment stalling in the face of this reunion... I'm a little shy. I am also making cauliflower "potatoes" and marinated mushrooms. I just learned about the cauliflower thing and am really happy that there is an alternative to the starchy wonderlove of potatoes, apparently you can just moosh them up and add milk and butter and whatever else and they taste the same! We'll see, it's worth a try. The mushrooms are old hat, easy, and good with everything, a nice way to round out a meal. These three vegetables came to about 5.00 at the grocery store! That's like two or three days worth of lunch and dinner, for less than a value meal, Score!
I have to say that I learned something else really good this week, one of my families took their kids off of soda and have seen some pretty significant behavior changes in a very short amount of time. See, I'm not making it up! Fancy brown soda water is bad, water is good!

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Day 20 Nothing Beets a Bowl of Borscht

I have deep table rage of several foods, oranges, dill, and beets being the top three. I specifically hate pickled beets, as those are the only kind I've ever tried. When I was a kid, my mom would put pickled okra and pickled beets on the table every night for my step-father. I hated pickled okra because when I chewed it, it felt like a glob of vaseline in my mouth, but beets, they were on a whole different level of nasty. Every night, someone plopped a pink gelatinous disk onto my plate, staining the very purity of my mashed potatoes or molesting my bread with it's tacky fuchsia juice. The taste, can only be described as dirt, beets taste like dirt and I know because I have eaten dirt and it tastes better than a beet. So, I have established the fact that I hate beets, but I am going to experiment a little in the next week or so. I am going to tap in to the tiny Russian chef, who lives in my brain and try to make amends with the ominous beet. It wasn't the beet's fault that it was pickled and I'm thinking that could be the wrench in our relationship, so, I am going to make Borscht, which I'm pretty sure is not pickled and traditional black bread. I feel that I must attempt new stuff, during this experiment, because I want to learn as much as I can about creating for myself. If I don't know how to create for myself, then I will depend on convenience and that's just not healthy. Also, maybe I will still hate beets after the Borscht, but maybe I will love them and I'll have another recipe to add to my collection. After that, I may turn my attention to my most despised food, Oranges, that's a whole nother post.
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