So, it’d been about two days since I’d gone down to the veggie patch - last time there were flowers everywhere and everything was sex, sex, sex. Today I went down there and everything was parenthood! There’s probably hundreds of green beans all of a sudden - the longest ones are the size of the ones you buy in the store and have got to be picked, and there’s lots and lots of the little ones that are so nice and summery steamed or blanched. But let’s face it, how many green beans can one person with a boyfriend who prefers meat eat at a time? (I didn’t know it was going to be all at once! I meant to succession plant but I forgot!)
Should I can dilly beans now or wait for the late summer big ones when I’m tired of looking at the things? Anybody have a truly amazing bean recipe that would win over the non-bean-eaters (my dad, for one?) Anybody want some damned beans? (They’re Kentucky Wonder heirloom beans, organically grown from seed, blah blah blah.) What do you guys do when you look up and suddenly there’s a crapload of beans? (Seriously, it was like when you suddenly see the other image in an optical illusion picture - I saw a bean and said “Wow, a bean! How exciting! I’ll have to eat it!” and then I looked around and they were everywhere.)
Here’s some pictures of my babies. They don’t really capture the “they’re all around us!” feel of the overgrown garden at this point, however.