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Food Friday: beets, pasta, and the surprise goodness of the two

For my first Food Friday post, I am sharing my newest recipe that I am kind of in a shock over loving as much as I do.  In our efforts to eat sustainably, my husband and I joined a local food delivery service called Door to Door Organics.  They are in partnership with a number of local farmers, and basically allow you to have the highlights of a CSA (fresh, local, organic, and safe food) without the drawbacks of only having it part of the year, or having too much food to know what to do.  We have been having our produce delievered for the last month, and it is one of the best choices we’ve made food-wise in a very long time.  We love it so much we have passed on the info to quite a few of our friends, and they are all on “OMG I <3 D2D” highs too.  Seriously, if they are in your area, check them out.

One of the more unexpected benefits of signing up for this service, besides saving money on produce, is the fact that we are expanding our palates each week.  There are a lot of veggies that I have not tried before simply because I would stand in the produce section at the grocery store and intimidate myself from even touching the veggies.  I’d look an eggplant and tell it, “You’re really beautiful, you are. That isn’t the issue with us. I’m just afraid I’m going to commit to you and not treat you like you deserve.  Someone, someday, is going to come along and know how to treat you right. It’s not you, it’s me.”

However, since getting our produce delivered we have tried Eggplant Pizza with mint and feta (great success), Winter Squash (acorn and butternut) soup with carrots and figs (lovely), and Beet and Spinach pasta. 

Last week, we opened our box of produce the day it was delivered and began to plan our meals for the week.  As I noticed the beets I felt the corners of my mouth turn downward and I didn’t even know what to tell these poor beets- they weren’t even beautiful like the eggplant. How could I break up with them here, like this, after they had come so far? Where would they go? That’s when I knew, we had no choice but to try them, the poor ugly roots, they needed us to come through.  I bribed my husband with the promise of ordering pizza if this meal was in fact a complete disaster, and set out to find any beet recipe that didn’t initiate a gag reflex.

Lovely people, meet my newest, and might I add prettiest, pasta recipe:

Penne with Beets, Spinach, and Goat Cheese (Adapted From Simply Organic**)

2 bunches med beets (we just used three beets)

1/4 cup olive oil

1 med onion thinly sliced

3 tbsps balsamic vinegar

2 tbsps oregano

2 tbsps chopped fresh rosemary

1 pound whole wheat penne

salt & pepper

6 oz soft goat cheese

3 oz parmesan

1 bunch spinach (we used this instead of the beet greens on the top of the beet)

Cut the greens off the beets and compost them. Trim the tops and bottoms of the beets and put the beets in a large pot and bring to a boil over medium-high heat. Cook for 20 minutes to 1 hour or until the beets are cooked.  I learned that beets, like potatoes, are done when they can be pierced with your fork with little resistance. When done, remove and run under cold water, using your hands to gently pull off the skins.  Cut the beets into bite sized wedges and set aside.


While the beets are cooking, wash the spinach and chop coarsely - I like how a chiffonade looks, but any form of chopped spinach would work.  Bring another pot of water to boil for the pasta.  


In a large pan or skillet, over med heat, warm the olive oil (we only used a little in the pan, so I don’t know if you need then whole 1/4 c.) and add the onion and garlic.  Cook stirring occasionally, for 5 mins or until soft soft and a little carmelized. 


Add the vinegar, oregano, and rosemary and cook for 1 min, stirring to break up any brown bits.  Cook the penne  and then add the spinach during the last 1 min or so of cooking.  Drain the pasta and spinach, reserving 1/2 cup of the cooking water and return the pasta to the pot.  

Add the beets to the onion mixture; season with salt and pepper to taste.
Mix in the cheese, reserved pasta water, pasta, and onion/beet mixture then sprinkle with some of the parm.  

We went from two people who have scrunched our noses at beets since age 7 to two people who can’t stop raving about them.  “OMG, did you know beets are sooo tasty guys?!….Did I tell you about the beet pasta I made? I used BEETS! And LIKED IT!

**This book was a impulse buy, and it is full of total gems.  If you want to try eating locally or seasonally, buy this book! Do. It.

**This book is incredible, some of the very best recipes I have ever tried.  It’s such a great resource for eating seasonally and locally. One of my proudest purchases!

Friday, March 12, 2010 — 1 note   ()

NEW BLOG FEATURE: Food Fridays!

I have been doing as much research as I can about blogs that people actually enjoy reading and comparing it to what I really love to write about.  FOOD made the list as highly enjoyable material to both read and write about.  Win win….win.

As a big fan of FOOD, both the cooking and consumption of it, I am going to commit to doing a Food Friday post each week outlining a favorite food experience.  It will either be a recipe that I am swooning over, a delicious meal out that made me want to sing, or a tidbit of info regarding my efforts to eat sustainable and affordable food (so that it can be sustainable and affordable for everyone).

(As you might have noticed, I am revving up the blog so stay tuned for upcoming blog fixtures like this one.)

Friday, March 12, 2010 — 1 note   ()

Clouds and Lists and Catalysts

I am a dreamer for sure. I am not about to deny that.  I’ll also admit that sometimes my dreams are so wild and so out there that it isn’t very likely that I can get started on them in a reasonable fashion. I am a head in the clouds kind of girl I guess.

I am also stubborn.  Stubborn and usually in overdrive.

Contrasting with my daydream-y, ice cream, fluffy perspectives, I have found that writing something down increases my chances of doing it. Let’s go ahead and use the term tenfold in regards to my chances of follow through when I write it out on the internet.  Chalk it up to me caring what others think about me.  Chalk it up to the incredible powers of the internet.  Chalk it up with sidewalk chalk if you want.  I don’t know why this is true, but it is and it works, so I’m going with it.

If you check out the My CataLIST link on the top of this blog you’ll see my list of things I must do.  It’s the catalyst to making my daydreams into memories and blog posts.  I want to see lovely things, do lovely things, meet lovely people.  I believe doing everything on that list will be a good use of my time and talents. Also, a splendid use of this blog space, don’t you think?


This is a new direction (read:there is now an actual direction) for my blog, and consequently, for my free time.  I am going to try to do as many things on my list as I can and then I’m going to bring it here and tell you all about it. I want to eat, cook, travel, and live my life the best ways possible.  After all, I might have two blogs, but I only get one life.  Ah yes, that was deep.

Here is where I need your help: I want my list to be a bit longer than it is now, and I’m having a loss for ideas.  What should I do?  What have you done that you have loved and will never forget?  What crazy thing is just too crazy for you to do yourself, but you’d like to hear about someone else who’s done it?  Fill the comment section with your list ideas folks. Ready? Go!

Thursday, March 11, 2010   ()

It happened about three times in college.  Once in the dorms, the following year in my apartment, and the last year of college at a bar.  Yes, the infamous, “If we got in the car right now and just drove, we could be somewhere, anywhere, by morning! A surprise vacation.  Oh, we’re doing it.” Then of course, as people began making moves to go grab clean undies and a sleeping bag, the hall monitor of the group would murmur “have fun guys, I’m going to work, because I don’t want to lose my job.” And, like flies, the once spontaneous modern day Magellans would slump in their seats and say something like, “Yeah, we should really plan for something like this.  My grandpa has a cabin in Estes we could go to next weekend, if I can get off work that is.”

Killer! Extreme! College kids to the MAXX!

However, my stubborn brand of persistence paid off and after talk of such a road trip in a bar with a group of friends, four of us actually went.  The Spring Break Surprise Road Trip of 2008! Which will henceforth be known as SBSRT8!!! And like every spontaneous adventure, this one had major guidelines.

The super strict rules for SBSRT8!! were as follows:

  1. Each person must select a secret destination within a 12 hour drive distance around our start point. Which was Boulder.
  2. Each person must pack a bag for a 3-4 day stay, which may or may not be a camping trip or a big city vacation, and all must be packed prior to meeting at a set destination.
  3. You cannot tell ANYONE where your destination is; this act is punishable by death or worse, driving the night shift.
  4. All destinations will be put in a hat, and the driver will randomly select a destination and begin driving.

It was the biggest bag I had ever packed, ever.  I had snow pants, a bikini, hiking boots, a cocktail dress,  my sleeping bag, hand warmers and cooling aloe gel for sunburns. I was ready for a snow-camping adventure in southern Colorado, and for my personal submission, Vegas (baby).

We followed all the rules, met at a grocery store, and packed the ‘burb with our ridiculous amount of gear.  It was so exciting, knowing you were going somewhere, but not at all having any idea where or what you were going to do. We packed furiously,a buzz with our secret submissions, the anticipation of getting out, and the aspect of a mystery about to be revealed.

We piled in the car with a commemorative meal of yam chips and guac, taken to-go from our favorite local bar (the birth place of the idea) and had a ceremonial reveal of our final destination.  Drum roll please……

LAS VEGAS! (baby)

Yes, yes, y’all.  My destination was drawn. The odds were stacked in my favor, as my counterpart, and omg! bff of 18 (and counting) years had also submitted Vegas.  The fabled telepathy of twins has nothing on us. Just like that, we were off to gamble, drink $2 Long Islands (danger) and frolic in our proud surprise road trip into the desert! 

Given the opportunity, I would do this again and again.

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