One of the best parts of my job is that I get to work with coworkers ranging in age from teenagers through retirees (who’ve come back to work in retirement). Last week at work, two coworkers were discussing beets, which it seems have a reputation as an “old person’s food”.
It should be noted that both of these coworkers are my elders, and both eat beets regularly at lunch. Being the young, tactless coworker that I somehow manage to be all too often, I chimed in that I also associated beets with old people, specifically with nursing homes.
Flash forward a few days…
Great friends, great beets. @ Local Harvest Cafe, photo my MilliGFunk
Yesterday I took two of my very close San Franciscan friends to lunch at Local Harvest Cafe in South City, St. Louis. Having recently developed a fascination with borscht, my friends ordered a bowl of it with their sandwich. I ordered the Farmer’s Market salad, which came loaded with beets.
Farmers Market Salad from Local Harvest Cafe, photo by MilliGFunk
If you love beets, or if you’re old…or if you’re not old and you don’t like beets…or if you’re vegetarian, vegan, a fan of local foods…and/or if you’re looking for fantastic soups, salads, coffees and deserts in St. Louis, I highly recommend Local Harvest Cafe.
Across the street from Local Harvest Cafe is the Local Harvest Grocery, which carries – among other things – my favorite Missouri brie, made by Baetje Farms in Ste. Genevieve, Missouri. I wrote about Baetje Farms last fall.
Local Harvest Cafe is located at 3137 Morgan Ford Road, just south of Tower Grove Park in St. Louis, Missouri. Local Harvest Grocery is located diagonally across the street at 3148 Morgan Ford Road.
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I dedicate this post and my beet-filled salad yesterday to my two fantastic, beet-eating coworkers. Judy and Cat, beets aren’t just for old people. Thanks for opening my eyes to the beauty of the vividly-colored root vegetables. And to my coworker Julianne, thank you for teaching me about Local Harvest last year when I’d just moved back to this area.
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Yumm…beets are one of my favorite things! That salad looks fantastic!
I once contributed a miniature stained-glass replica I’d made of a church window for an auction fundraiser for said church. I figured that since the design in the window has been mentioned in a recent sermon, it would bring in some nice $$. It sold for $25. The hours and hours I spent on it, worth $25. A small jar of homemade picked beets went for $75. Turns out the bidders were all old people. Know your audience, I guess.
On the flip side, I wish I could find online the Australian TV ad I saw in 2004. It was for a hamburger chain restaurant, peopled by hip, young surfer-types, and the tagline was “it’s not Australian without beetroot”. Many burgers in Australia come default with a slice of pickled beet. Husband and I still parrot that line (with crummy Aussie accents) whenever we encounter beets.
I’m not a beets guy but this was a neat blog, considering the subject.
You must be old, Patti J. :-p
My husband recently started liking beets. It started with seeing them on a buffet somewhere and thinking they looked good. He took a bite, and told me: “These taste awesome. *pause* I’m old now.” *laugh*
I remember liking beets when I was a kid. My grandma grew them and pickled them herself, so I specifically liked Grandma’s beets. Haven’t had them in years, now, though.
I’m a new fan of beets, thanks to my time in Australia. When I wanted to treat myself I would go to the little sandwhich shop around the corner and get an avo (avacado), cheese and beetroot sandwhich. Yum! I want to learn how to make my own because the canned ones are sorely lacking. Perhaps I can sell small jars and make lots of money!