Wordless Wednesday: My newest obsession

Wordless Wednesday: My newest obsession

Golden beets are a bit of a curiosity to me. With a dark, orange-toned skin and bright gold inside, they remind me of a peach. Raw, they taste a bit like carrots. Cooked? Haven’t a clue. I’m easing into beets and don’t want to push it. The one thing that impresses me most so far is their juice doesn’t leave my hands looking like I’d sacrificed a small animal.

Anyone use golden beets? I’d love to hear how they compare to their ruby, finger-staining counterpart.

Happy Wednesday.

5 Comments
  • Becke (Columbus Foodie)
    Posted at 09:00h, 09 March

    I love golden beets, especially roasted. My favorite way to eat beets is to roast them along with some chioggia beets (looks like a candy cane), which is also a non-staining type. Here’s my recipe, I’ve had nothing but rave reviews – even people who hate beets love this dish: http://www.columbusfoodie.com/2008/10/18/roasted-chioggia-beets-with-feta/

  • Carrie
    Posted at 12:47h, 09 March

    I love Golden Beets. They are sweet but don’t have that strong “iron” taste that the red ones do.
    Roast them and slice them up to serve with a salad of arugula and chevre.

  • Charmian Christie
    Posted at 19:27h, 09 March

    So candy cane beets don’t stain either? Good to know.

    Thanks so much for the link. I’m a beet hater who is willing to change her ways — plus I’m a sucker for feta.

  • Charmian Christie
    Posted at 19:28h, 09 March

    Great suggestion, Carrie. Thanks. I’m also glad to hear they don’t taste as strong as red beets. They smelled less pungent raw, but you never know how cooking will alter something.

    Love these ideas!

  • Robin Smart
    Posted at 17:22h, 10 March

    I like beets any way they come; soup, salad, pickled, hot, etc. and any colour. Hmm, are we really sisters? Your enjoyment of the golden beet seems to follow a food trend as I have had them out in resturants twice lately. The first time I couldn’t figure out what I was eating.
    Nice shot.
    Love,
    Robin