OK, there are a few times when you don't want a level playing field, when it's wise, even, to plan/pray to stack the deck in your favor. Cancer diagnosis, for example. Getting enough money to pay the power bill, is another. Call it enlightened self-interest. Call it your New Year's Resolutions.
I am the perfect New Year's Resolution maker. I am 100% successful 100% of the time. I've made the same resolution for nearly 20 years now. And it's worked for that entire time.
I promise faithfully to never eat canned beets.
Oh, I'll eat fresh ones as beets are the beautiful vegetable, even given their lowly root vegetable status. I've had fresh ones in a salad, grated to impossibly thin strands, like little purple haystacks. Wonderful.
My aunt Nira taught me to roast them slowly in the oven, a hour or a little more, depending upon their size. Add half an inch of water in the bottom of the pan, cover them with foil. They come out the most wondrous texture and that stunning color. She peeled them and added a little butter and salt.
Perfection. I love them too with a little horseradish in sour cream, exquisite with roast pork on a cold winter's night.
May your New Year be filled with such satisfying pleasures.