Who has room in their bellies for a whole salad of beet greens, a large beet, an apple, a tangerine, and a whole sweet potato? I sure don’t, so I created a delicious fresh juice instead. And I shall call my creation “Sweets ‘n Beets!”
It has a mild, earthy, and pleasantly sweet flavor to it. I have a ton more energy already and I’m only halfway through drinking it!
So what are the benefits?
This juice cleanses the liver, aids the lymphatic and digestive systems, flushes out uric acid, builds the blood and red blood cells, keeps gums healthy, promotes strong connective tissue, promotes wound healing, lowers risk of cancer, increases energy, lowers cholesterol, protects against viruses, alkalizes your pH, prevents birth defects and reduces nicotine cravings. The beets are great for preventing osteoporosis and keeping your teeth healthy.
It treats: liver & gallbladder problems, kidney stones, stomach and intestine maladies, anemia, weakness, blood disorders, liver problems, and depression (increases serotonin).
“The beet is the most intense of vegetables. The radish, admittedly, is more feverish, but the fire of the radish is a cold fire, the fire of discontent not of passion. Tomatoes are lusty enough, yet there runs through tomatoes an undercurrent of frivolity. Beets are deadly serious.
Slavic peoples get their physical characteristics from potatoes, their smoldering inquietude from radishes, their seriousness from beets.
The beet is the melancholy vegetable, the one most willing to suffer. You can’t squeeze blood out of a turnip…
The beet is the murderer returned to the scene of the crime. The beet is what happens when the cherry finishes with the carrot. The beet is the ancient ancestor of the autumn moon, bearded, buried, all but fossilized; the dark green sails of the grounded moon-boat stitched with veins of primordial plasma; the kite string that once connected the moon to the Earth now a muddy whisker drilling desperately for rubies.
The beet was Rasputin’s favorite vegetable. You could see it in his eyes.”
― Tom Robbins, Jitterbug Perfume