On their way to a raw beet salad... chioggia beet
golden beet atop chioggia beet
I passed Blogger Missy on the street Friday night. Pretty sure it was her; 95% sure, anyway. Golly, she’s cute! I should have said something, but (ahem, cough) I was spending more time looking at her legs than her face and I only flashed on an i.d. as she passed. Then, the wit of the escalator to come, it was too late. The beet goes on.