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This is a beet story—a story about Detroit Dark Red beets and what they have taught me.
Right now I am eating on one that weighed two pounds when I finally pulled it out of the raised bed in my garden toward the last of October.
I had planted it in the spring, April 18 to be exact, from a package of old seeds that I had.
I’m not sure what year. I noticed in my planting journal I had written “old—unknown year.”
Evidently the age of the seeds didn’t matter because I had some that even weighed two and a half pounds.
So I decided just to enjoy some of the two pounders and over by leaving them in the garden all summer where I could look at them and show them to other people and wonder how they could grow so big out of such old seeds.
But before our first freeze this fall, I decided I would dig them up and even if they turned out not to be good after I cooked them, I could always throw them out then.
They were pretty rough looking, kind of gnarled and woody looking after being in the garden all spring, summer, and part of fall.
But, being the courageous adventurer that I am, I put one in my Instant Pot, and cooked it for 45 minutes. When the time was up, I gingerly took it out of the pot, scraped the tough exterior off, and took a little trial bite.
Oh, my goodness, what a delight! Sweet to the taste, full of flavor. No seasoning whatsoever—just pure, straight beet. Didn’t need any salt, butter, sugar, or anything. Good just as it was!
I was so surprised because it had been in the ground for six months and new leaves had even been growing out of it again.
I guess the lesson I learned was you can’t always tell something by its looks on the outside.
And especially with people this is true. I try to remember the saying “that everyone is fighting a battle.” But I know Who can help fight this battle. “I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.” (Philippians 4:13 ESV)
Love in Jesus,
God’s “beet-eating” servant
Liz Ray
This is a beet story—a story about Detroit Dark Red beets and what they have taught me.
Right now I am eating on one that weighed two pounds when I finally pulled it out of the raised bed in my garden toward the last of October.
I had planted it in the spring, April 18 to be exact, from a package of old seeds that I had.
I’m not sure what year. I noticed in my planting journal I had written “old—unknown year.”
Evidently the age of the seeds didn’t matter because I had some that even weighed two and a half pounds.
So I decided just to enjoy some of the two pounders and over by leaving them in the garden all summer where I could look at them and show them to other people and wonder how they could grow so big out of such old seeds.
But before our first freeze this fall, I decided I would dig them up and even if they turned out not to be good after I cooked them, I could always throw them out then.
They were pretty rough looking, kind of gnarled and woody looking after being in the garden all spring, summer, and part of fall.
But, being the courageous adventurer that I am, I put one in my Instant Pot, and cooked it for 45 minutes. When the time was up, I gingerly took it out of the pot, scraped the tough exterior off, and took a little trial bite.
Oh, my goodness, what a delight! Sweet to the taste, full of flavor. No seasoning whatsoever—just pure, straight beet. Didn’t need any salt, butter, sugar, or anything. Good just as it was!
I was so surprised because it had been in the ground for six months and new leaves had even been growing out of it again.
I guess the lesson I learned was you can’t always tell something by its looks on the outside.
And especially with people this is true. I try to remember the saying “that everyone is fighting a battle.” But I know Who can help fight this battle. “I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.” (Philippians 4:13 ESV)
Love in Jesus,
God’s “beet-eating” servant
Liz Ray
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