So, for the second time in a week I have made beet soup. The same way. However, the first time, the beets were purchased at a store that shall remain nameless; the second time, I purchased the beets from a farmer. Now, I know that ‘local’ is a buzz word that carries a recommendation of excellence whether it is deserved or not. This time, however, the local beets hit it so far out of the park that I had to pawn the other soup off!
I go to the farmer’s market in Raleigh at least once a week. I visit and taste at all the booths. I wander among the piles of fuzzy peaches, the neon peppers, and the fragrant apples letting them totally seduce me into pies, cobblers or stews. This time, I veered off my usual mindset and I went down and dirty for the sweet potatoes, greens and the BEETS! Gourmet products are not just creations coming out of a kitchen in glitzy jars and bags. They are sitting there in the back bins, a little dirty, just waiting to be brought home and treated nicely. With just minimal encouragement from roasting or toasting, these little gems will shine like you have never seen shine. I simply adorned my beets with a little roasted fennel and the soup was naturally sweet, savory and yummy! GO LOCAL!