I cannot even express to you how many pickled beets I ate today. Let me just say that I think I may have a permanently stained tongue and a forever-fuschia tongue. This sweet little lady at the farmer's market had quart-sized jars of homemade pickled beets and I couldn't resist. I bought one jar. Once I got home, I couldn't stop eating them, so I went back for another jar. Alas, she was already gone for the day. I guess I'll have to try to find her next week. I need my fix. I'm getting the shakes.
On a separate note, what happens when you eat too many beets? Am I going to poo red? Should I be worried?
You may well have purple poo. Don't be afraid!
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