Beets are the devil's root. That's what I always say. Or, that's what I used to say. I've never been a huge fan of beets and was dismayed by this fact for years. The beautiful jewel-toned roots ...

We were standing in front of a dung heap in a high meadow in the English countryside. Pushing up out of the ooze was a low-growing weed. He bent down, plucked a sprig and held it up. “Fat hen. Humans ...

It took a good long while for me to reconcile with the flavor of beets. I eyed them from the sidelines, attracted to the striking colors of their nutrient-rich flesh, yet wary of their earthy flavor.

You are able to gift 5 more articles this month. Anyone can access the link you share with no account required. Learn more. “This,” said our guide James Feaver, “is our main course.” We were standing ...