i love to cut their leaves of at the top of the bulbous root. i love to wash and scrub them with my little vegetable brush, then use my kyocera ceramic peeler to remove the dips and canyons of their imperfections.
i love halving them, then quartering them; the beetjuice staining my fingers, the stainless steel knife, the cuttingboard, the countertop, and occasionally the floor.
i love to cleave just enough into them that the knife lodges deftly, then tilt it against the body of a beet to rend two pieces apart. the sound of this dense earthly thing rending apart is completely satisfying.
i'm not sure how many different and amazing ways to prepare beets there are, but i am pretty sure that i love to roast and boil them.
and overall, i love love love to eat them, one perfectly tended-to piece at a time, then imagine them changing the inner-chemistry of my entire being.
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