Growing up I hated beets. I hated them with a passion! My mom used to make us try one every single time she made beets. Today I feel sorry for my dad who also does not like beets, he probably had to pretend he liked them so that we would not give my mom a hard time…. or maybe he just did not eat them and had the excuse that he is our dad therefore he can do whatever he wants. Anyways, something magical happened while I was living in Israel. When you go out to a ‘typical’ Israeli restaurant where you can have kebabs, shnitzel, and typical Israeli food, etc they serve a bunch of little ‘salatim’ (salads) as an appetizer that you devour because you are so hungry. One of those salads is a beet salad, and I learned to LOVE beets, and you have NO idea how much I love beets! I can make a big bowl and pretty much just eat them on my own, that is why I restrain myself from buying them too often because they do have a lot of sugar.