Mini Beet, Goat Cheese & Pistachio Phyllo Cups

Mini Beet, Goat Cheese & Pistachio Phyllo Cups might be a good recipe to expand your hor d'oeuvre repertoire. One portion of this dish contains approximately 1g of protein, 2g of fat, and a total of 31 calories. This recipe serves 30 and costs 30 cents per serving. 22 people were glad they tried this recipe. This recipe from Cookin Canuck requires agave nectar, olive oil, pistachios, and goat cheese. From preparation to the plate, this recipe takes about 40 minutes. With a spoonacular score of 15%, this dish is not so awesome. If you like this recipe, take a look at these similar recipes: Mushroom, Leek and Goat Cheese Mini Quiche in Phyllo Cups, Mini Phyllo Cups with Whipped Goat Cheese, Grapes, and Thyme, and Mini Blue Cheese Quiche Phyllo Cups.

Servings: 30

Preparation duration: 15 minutes

Cooking duration: 25 minutes

 

Ingredients:

1 tsp agave nectar or honey

2 small beets, scrubbed & stalks removed

30 Athens Mini Fillo Shells (2 boxes), defrosted

2 ½ oz. soft goat cheese (chevre)

1 tbsp + 1 tsp olive oil

¼ cup shelled pistachios, finely chopped

1 tbsp + 1 tsp white wine vinegar

Equipment:

sauce pan

whisk

bowl

Cooking instruction summary:

Place the beets in a medium saucepan and cover with cold water (water be about 2 inches higher than the beets). Bring to a simmer and cook until the beets are tender when pierced with a fork, about 25 minutes.Remove the beets from saucepan, let cool slightly, then peel. Cut the beets into -inch dice and transfer to a bowl.In a small bowl, whisk together the vinegar, olive oil and agave nectar. Pour over the beets and stir to combine.Fill each fillo shell with teaspoon goat cheese. Gently press the goat cheese into bottom of each shell.Divide the beet mixture evenly between the filled fillo shells. Sprinkle the chopped pistachios over the beets. Serve.

 

Step by step:


1. Place the beets in a medium saucepan and cover with cold water (water be about 2 inches higher than the beets). Bring to a simmer and cook until the beets are tender when pierced with a fork, about 25 minutes.

2. Remove the beets from saucepan, let cool slightly, then peel.

3. Cut the beets into -inch dice and transfer to a bowl.In a small bowl, whisk together the vinegar, olive oil and agave nectar.

4. Pour over the beets and stir to combine.Fill each fillo shell with teaspoon goat cheese. Gently press the goat cheese into bottom of each shell.Divide the beet mixture evenly between the filled fillo shells. Sprinkle the chopped pistachios over the beets.

5. Serve.


Nutrition Information:

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31k Calories
1g Protein
1g Total Fat
2g Carbs
1% Health Score
Limit These
Calories
31k
2%

Fat
1g
3%

  Saturated Fat
0.47g
3%

Carbohydrates
2g
1%

  Sugar
0.59g
1%

Cholesterol
1mg
0%

Sodium
19mg
1%

Get Enough Of These
Protein
1g
2%

Copper
0.03mg
2%

Manganese
0.03mg
2%

Folate
6µg
2%

Vitamin B6
0.03mg
1%

Phosphorus
13mg
1%

covered percent of daily need
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