I think it started back when i was 5 years old. My family had just moved from a teeny tiny town in Arizona to what we felt was a huge California city, Sacramento. My parents were overwhelmed and trying to find a place to eat dinner, when they came across a hole in the wall restaurant named Trails.
As we walked inside the small building we were welcomed by the lone waitress on shift and sat at a table that had most likely been there years before i was born. The walls were decorated with old cowboy print wallpaper and faded handwritten poster board signs with the “daily” specials. Daily being every single day for the last billion years.
We felt right at home.
That said, i hadn’t eaten a beet since we left California. Then a week ago Husby and i were perusing the produce isles at 1:30 in the morning and i saw these.
Three days later while making my usual blog rounds i saw this post from Averie.
I busted out my latex gloves (no reason to mess up the manicure i had given myself two hours before) and got to work.
- Don’t skip the gloves. Just don’t.
- Line your pan with foil like she says. Easiest clean up ever.
- I used coconut oil instead of olive oil. Best decision i made that day.
- I left off the salt and pepper. No regrets.
*Side note; Husby is doing well. He has his moments which is to be expected. But he is an amazingly strong man and i know he will get through this as he has the help and support of so many friends and family who love him.