Childhood story that I used to be embarrassed about:
Sliced beetroot. As a kid I would literally just crack open a can and eat the whole thing. For those who haven’t done this, it comes out of you the same colour as it goes in.
My mum had some friends over one day, and I had eaten many many pieces of beetroot earlier. I had a big poo, which was bright red, so I wandered into the lounge room and said “mum my poo is red”
Brief panic ensued before she figured out what had happened.
Beetroot is still great but I no longer eat that much of it.
Childhood story that I used to be embarrassed about:
Sliced beetroot. As a kid I would literally just crack open a can and eat the whole thing. For those who haven’t done this, it comes out of you the same colour as it goes in.
My mum had some friends over one day, and I had eaten many many pieces of beetroot earlier. I had a big poo, which was bright red, so I wandered into the lounge room and said “mum my poo is red”
Brief panic ensued before she figured out what had happened.
Beetroot is still great but I no longer eat that much of it.
yeah every now and again there’s that brief panic before i remember the beets are in season lol
As my mum always says, you can’t beet a root
And you certainly can’t root a beet