B is for Borsch!

It’s time for Alphabe-Thursday with our dedicated teacher Miss Jenny. We are at the very beginning …a very good place to start. Today is the letter B! I’m going back to my humble food beginnings.

When tempted to buy a head of cabbage it must be time for borsch. This is a soup I grew up on and only learned to love from my high school years on. When I was little I can remember having to sit in front of a bowl of borsch until I finished it. Left alone at the table I’d dump the bowl back in the pot and then get in double trouble. My mom would be very upset that I spoiled the whole pot with my bread laden bowl of soup. I would dunk as much bread in the soup as possible hoping the soup would disappear…

The broth for this soup is made with a 7 bone beef roast. While the vegetables are cooking I season the roast and put it in the oven for additional cooking. Pieces of the roast can be added to the soup to make it a heartier soup.

Borsch is also served with a nice dollop of Sour cream and good bread. Here’s a recipe for borsch!

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16 thoughts on “B is for Borsch!

  1. It sure looks good. I think as a child I would have been just like you. It wouldn’t have appealed to me back then. I’ve become a lot more adventurous in my old age.

  2. What a cute story about dumping the soup back into the pot. I’m afraid that’s what I’d do now. Perhaps if I ground it all up, I could eat it. I should give it a whirl.

  3. I’ve never tasted borsch. Even though my grandparents were ‘old school’ German, we didn’t eat much German (or Russian or European or Italian or Chinese or Mexican) food.

  4. A great “B” post! Borsch in a bowl! I have never had it. I have never tried sauerkraut either because I hated the smell of it cooking when I was growing up.


  5. Your borscht looks delicious! I had to giggle at your story. When I was little my Mom would make plain eggnog for me many mornings to “build me up” as I was thin as a child. I would pour it down the drain when she wasn’t looking. I hated it, and now I love it at Christmas time

  6. As I child, my mom would sometimes make Borsch. She opened a jar and heated it up! Nasty stuff. It tasted like beet juice.

    Many years later, a friend invited me over for dinner. She had just made a pot full of homemade borsch and she didn’t want it to go to waste. I dreaded eating it, but didn’t want to be rude, so I did.

    It was delicious! So much better than the jarred stuff!

  7. I have never had brosch, but I love soup AND I love beets so I think I need to rectify that mistake as soon as possible.

    This recipe looks delicious and sounds easy!

    I will give it a try!

    Thanks for sharing your cute story, too!


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