Roasted Beet and Potato Salad

Lately I seem to have some time on my hands. My new job, while it pays well, is boring to the point of tears.

Fortunately (or unfortunately depending on who you are) I spend a good amount of time trying to figure out what to make for dinner, and that time has been well spent apparently, as a number of yummies have come out of the extra thinking.

I believe roasted beets are the new sexy . I see them all over, and even find myself gravitating weekly to the pre-packaged salad from (you guessed it) Trader Joes. So when I was looking for something new to cook, I decided to try roasting some beets. We had also recently enjoyed a wonderful Sunday brunch at a local hotspot too, and I fell in love with their roasted potatoes. So I thought I’d throw some of those in the mix.

When Tuesday rolled around, I decided to bring these two roasted delectables together in a nice, hearty salad. A roasted potato and roasted beet salad to be exact. With pecans, spicy arugula, creamy goat cheese, sweet and crunchy haricot vert and fresh cilantro (to be even exacter).

I know I always end my food-related posts by insisting that you try the recipe. That can get repetitive I’m sure. So I’ll change it up and do it in the middle of the post instead. Ready? Here goes: DO try this. It’s delicious!

Oh! And what’s a laila post without the rant? So here’s that part too: There seem to be a lot of adults around here that  give me the “ew” face when I talk about some ingredient or other. My mother taught me to never say “ew” to someone else’s food. Funny, she told me that one day when I came home from school, complaining that some kids were “ew-ing” my beef tongue sandwich in pita bread that she had carefully packed me for lunch. Why I was the one to learn a lesson, I don’t know. But it’s stuck with me. And kids can be kids, but I CANNOT stand it when adults say, “ew” or “that’s disgusting,” particularly when it’s a dish from a different culture. It is sooo rude. Might I suggest that you keep your “ew,” and that nasty face, and your “that’s disgusting” to yourselves?

Since I was a child, I hated bell peppers. They just made EVERYTHING taste like bell pepper, particularly when cooked. As a matter of fact, I hated beets too! But I forced myself to try them and eventually grew to like them. Today, I still cannot eat green bell peppers when they are cooked, but will eat them with other ingredients in say, a nice salad. And if I cut the red, yellow and orange ones thin enough and cook them well, I’ve been known to use them in many a stir-fry. I first tried pickled beets and fell in love. And now, roasted beets are my new best friends.

My point is….GROW UP. Somewhere I heard or read that our taste buds change every seven years or so. Explore these changes! Do not allow yourself to be a snotty five-year old that refuses to eat their vegetables. Life’s less fun that way : )

Oh yeah, I was going to give you a recipe….watchout – you know how I like to wing it!……

Roasted Beet and Potato Salad with Honey Dijon Dressing

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