I have been drying some seeds on a plate, tomatillo seeds and beans. The beans are Aunt Ida's Italian Pole Beans, and they are my favorite bean ever! When I see ads that talk about the "beany" flavor of beans, I think to myself, "Well, what are they supposed to taste like? Beans are beans!" While there are differences between Italian flat beans, French mini filets and the ubiquitous Blue Lake beans, they are all good and they all taste like beans.
And then there is Aunt Ida's Italian pole beans. Oh, yes, now that is beany! I just can't get enough of them. Frozen beans - ugh! Canned beans, tolerable but a whole different animal, in my humble opinion. So the joy of those few weeks in the summer when I can gorge on Aunt Ida's is appreciated, remembered and anticipated as the wheel of the year rolls around.
You can see the tiny tomatillo seeds on the top of the plate, kind of behind the envelope. Aunt Ida's seeds are the big fat tan ones on the plate. And that reminds me - most beans don't taste all that great boiled or steamed once the seeds start to expand - if you can see the outline of the seed in the bean, then they are past their prime. Not so with Aunt Ida's. The seeds lend their own spectacular flavor to the beans. They are still good to steam when they are fat with seeds!
Happy Thanksgiving from the chickens, three dogs, one cat, eight milk cows, one happy bull, three heifers, three calves, and me, the Accidental Farmer.