Amy Sullivan trying to conquer a dislike of beets, describes them thusly:
Somewhat shockingly... as a reforming picky eater... I like beets. I always assumed I hated them, but unlike Amy Sullivan, a "fine dining experience" showed me that I was wrong. They don't smell or taste "earthy" to me at all. I wonder if this is like the cilantro thing?
The problem with beets, as half the world knows, is that they taste like dirt. (The other half—beet-lovers—prefers the euphemism "earthy," but they're not fooling anyone.) As food dislikes go, beets are a popular one. Australians apparently like the vegetable so much that they eat their burgers with a thick slice of beet on top. But in the U.S., it's hard to find people who grew up liking beets. Far more common are tales of negative childhood experiences with canned beets, gritty magenta slabs that contaminated everything else on the plate.
Somewhat shockingly... as a reforming picky eater... I like beets. I always assumed I hated them, but unlike Amy Sullivan, a "fine dining experience" showed me that I was wrong. They don't smell or taste "earthy" to me at all. I wonder if this is like the cilantro thing?
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