You know what I love?
They’re like magic to me. They’re so homely on the outside…
… But so beautiful on the inside.
And while I know there are all kinds of wonderful preparations a girl can make for them, I love beets at their most simple too much to bother with anything more than boiling them (sometimes roasting them), slicing them, and serving then with gobs of butter. Why tamper with perfection?
Pookie doesn’t like them because she’s insane.