Well, if that don't beat all! Durn the luck, but my brain cavity couldn't see the trees for the forest. I guess I should have remembered the advice from the Song of the Lazy Farmer, who used to espouse sitting back and relaxing and letting life's problems work out all by themselves. And the story goes like this....
Royal root results
On one very warm afternoon, I came in from the garden and decided enough was enough. It was just plain too hot outside to do anything. So, I turned on the television and there was Dr. Oz talking about the benefits of beets and beet juice. My ears kind of perked up because well, I had an overabundance of beets in my garden.
My first planting of beets didn't come up, so I planted another very large package of beet seed. With the second planting, I figured that maybe I needed to water the seeds thoroughly to get them to sprout. So I did. And then it rained -one of the few really good rains we had this summer-- and then both the plantings sprouted and grew with great vigor. Hence, I had a lot of beets-I called them the Royal Root--- growing in my garden. In fact, every seed grew and that left me with a problem. What was I supposed to do with all these beets? It was indeed a dilemma for me but then Dr. Oz's program came to my rescue... or so I thought.
Dr. Oz and his guest talked about the benefits of beets for the body and the brain. The brain-what was this? I had brain food growing in my garden! I had to check this one out.
My research revealed that I also had cholesterol reducing food growing in my garden! I had colon cancer reducing food growing in my garden! The experts even said beets could lower blood pressure and that in the times of the ancient Romans; beet juice was believed to be an aphrodisiac. I'll let you research this word
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on your own. Anyway, I really had something pretty awesome growing right out there in my own little garden.
Well, that very next day, I boiled up a big kettle of beets, removed the skins and diced them up for our noon meal. My men were going to get the benefit of this nutritious food. I was going to solve all of our health issues with my overabundance of beets! I was going to be a hero for the cause of healthy eating.
Guess what happened? My fellows each took one small itty-bitty helping and left me with a large bowlful of uneaten beets. No amount of urging or cajoling could get them to take a second helping. I even brought up the stuff about the aphrodisiac benefits of eating beets. That didn't faze them in the least. I couldn't believe it. Sadly, I ate the most beets of anyone at the table. These beets were actually very tender and delicious but each of my guys had a personal story to relate about beets and why they didn't like them. The only kind of beets anyone really wanted were beet pickles and how many jars of beet pickles can one eat? My garden had enough beets to feed an army. Now what?
The critters knew what was good for them.
I proceeded with making fourteen quart jars of beet pickles only to be told by the powers that be-that that was indeed enough. So, I quit making beet pickles and was again left with my original problem: what was I going to do with all of these beets?
On a side note, one good result from my pickled beet canning was that I noticed the discarded beet tops and skins were being feasted upon by nature's critters. My favorite heifers enjoyed munching on the fresh beet tops and the friendly squirrels, rabbits, and deer were enjoying the beet skins. Hm? They knew what was good for them.
Waste not; want not
Since I do like Harvard Beets and I know that they are a good fiber food plus rich in magnesium and Vitamin A and low in fat, I made a canner full of pint jars just for myself. The good Dr. Oz said beets were a great brain food and who doesn't need that?
In any case, I am going to try to use these garden beets if it kills me. The old phrase of: Waste not; want not keeps ringing through my cranium, which has led me to contemplate trying another brand new avenue for using the beets. I am going to try juicing them.
My research tells me that beet juice is rather potent by itself, so one needs to add some carrots and celery or cucumber or maybe even an apple or pineapple to sweeten the mixture. We shall see what I come up with this week. If the process doesn't work, guess who will benefit from my work. God's critters need a special treat ever once-in-awhile, don't you think?
Jane Green and her husband, Jim, live near Clark. Contact Jane for some public speaking, to order one of her books, or to register your comments. E-mail her at: firstname.lastname@example.org