A slasher film looked like it took place in my kitchen last weekend, due to the “beeting” it received. Red beet juice covered the counters, my hands, and the chopping boards, but it was all worth it. A few weeks ago, when Nate and I visited Waikiki, we stopped by this place that served “beet… Continue reading March to the Beet of a Different Salad (Beet Poke Bowl)