So last night, I steamed my fava beans for 12 minutes.
This is what they looked like when I dumped them out onto a cookie sheet....
Those of you who are familiar with such things, may notice that a few of these beans look like engorged ticks.
I myself did not actually register this similarity until I was about a dozen beans away from finishing the task of slipping the casings off. . . for which I will be forever grateful. The tick reference might have done me in had I noticed it earlier.
I didn't actually look at the clock, but it took me an inordinate length of time to finish. It ran through my mind more than once that I was several kinds of fool for continuing the tedious job.
So here are the results of my labors:
I had to handle each and every bean.
Now you could say I am incredibly patient or incredibly stubborn, or incredibly stupid to have engaged in this folly.
(You KNOW which one I would say. Don't you. You do. I know you do.)
Well, I experienced ALL those states of mind. I had plenty of time to explore each one and their respective merits.
Now, in their defense, the beans are delicious. Sort of like a pea, only meatier and more complex in flavor. They are also quite rich. You really can't eat a lot of them at one sitting, like you might have a bowl of pinto beans for instance. They are just too intense for that.
Am I going to grow them again?
Uh, NO.
No offense Favas. You are really not worth all the trouble.
But I'm glad I found out for myself. One likes to have made one's own experiments and gathered one's own data and made up one's own dang mind.
(One would like it if you didn't refer to yourself in the third person.* It's annoying.)
But they really are tasty little buggers. More's the pity.
Cupcake, over and out.
*Or whatever part of speech that really is. I don't know the names of that stuff all the time. Grammar and I are only slightly acquainted.
(We've noticed)
Shut up.
(That's rude.)
You are in the dictionary, right under 'rude'. It's right there. I've seen it.
(I'll bet it's that piece of crap, "Urban Dictionary".)
This conversation is over.
And so is this blog post.
Those of you who are familiar with such things, may notice that a few of these beans look like engorged ticks.
I myself did not actually register this similarity until I was about a dozen beans away from finishing the task of slipping the casings off. . . for which I will be forever grateful. The tick reference might have done me in had I noticed it earlier.
I didn't actually look at the clock, but it took me an inordinate length of time to finish. It ran through my mind more than once that I was several kinds of fool for continuing the tedious job.
So here are the results of my labors:
I had to handle each and every bean.
Now you could say I am incredibly patient or incredibly stubborn, or incredibly stupid to have engaged in this folly.
(You KNOW which one I would say. Don't you. You do. I know you do.)
Well, I experienced ALL those states of mind. I had plenty of time to explore each one and their respective merits.
Now, in their defense, the beans are delicious. Sort of like a pea, only meatier and more complex in flavor. They are also quite rich. You really can't eat a lot of them at one sitting, like you might have a bowl of pinto beans for instance. They are just too intense for that.
Am I going to grow them again?
Uh, NO.
No offense Favas. You are really not worth all the trouble.
But I'm glad I found out for myself. One likes to have made one's own experiments and gathered one's own data and made up one's own dang mind.
(One would like it if you didn't refer to yourself in the third person.* It's annoying.)
But they really are tasty little buggers. More's the pity.
Cupcake, over and out.
*Or whatever part of speech that really is. I don't know the names of that stuff all the time. Grammar and I are only slightly acquainted.
(We've noticed)
Shut up.
(That's rude.)
You are in the dictionary, right under 'rude'. It's right there. I've seen it.
(I'll bet it's that piece of crap, "Urban Dictionary".)
This conversation is over.
And so is this blog post.