note, if you will, that the level of purple beet brine in the jar is “half”. o treacherous beet brine! how you conceal the fact that the number of pieces of pickled beets within your murky depths is “two”. by the time this disagreeable fact was discovered, the turkish bread had been toasted, the avocado sliced and arranged, and the mind set on a crowning glory of pickled beets.
alas. the crowning glory ended up being mainly bits of onion dredged from the beet brine, and a slice of salami. of course, it was yummy nonetheless, so i’m not really complaining. alls i’m saying is sometimes you just really want beets…
tchk.
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mmm beets. cute little label – shipped all the way from new york? wow! I must admit the combination of beets and an avo would be interesting. I like your thinking.
also the way the brine hides the beets is sneeky!
yes, this is a fancy, imported beet kitchen i run here. heh. i believe you may know the ship in question.
me, too!, i had the same experience with the beets. cheh!!! i believe the phrase is: chits me my mahnee.
man, i haven’t blogged in a while. will i do it here?
oh,
well,
no.
but i did want to say, you are lucky with the salami.
lucky salami!
🙂
hngh. the salami is lucky in as much as it is possibly the blandest salami ever — it is even chili salami — and therefore might not get eaten.
o, wait, probably will get eaten anyway, but resentfully.
yah, blog! blog about mahler.
I love jarred beets!
aaah, yes. well yay for personal shippers. oh and i went to stellou.com, and received a message saying the bandwith had reached its limit.