[quote=“smithsb, post:11, topic:845213”]
Beans, because better commercials. sfw
[/QUOTE]Great Commercial, Could also work for BEANO.
[quote=“smithsb, post:11, topic:845213”]
Beans, because better commercials. sfw
[/QUOTE]Great Commercial, Could also work for BEANO.
My first reaction, too. And potatoes are omitted.
I roll through many grains and legumes. One paradigm embraces the Americas triad: maize corn, beans, and squashes, supplemented by many varieties of potatoes. Wild, jasmine, black, brown, and other rices come our way, bolstered by buckwheat groats, barley (source of our inches and shoe sizes), wheat and oat kernels, sorghum, etc. The commonality? All can be fermented. (Distilled pinto beans ==> Old Fart.)
I’ll backtrack to my San Francisco bicycle messenger days, early 1970s. Pay was low. Meals were basic. Breakfast: a pile of oatmeal with margarine & brown sugar. Lunch: a cheap jar of 3-bean salad from Dented Cans aka Canned Foods aka Grocery Outlet aka Gross-Out. Dinner: A can of Pepper Pot (spiced tripe) Campbell’s soup cooked with a cup of brown rice, washed down with a jug of cheap wine. During the day: gallons of free coffee at corporate mailrooms. Oats, coffee, beans, rice, wine. Every necessity.
Which are better, beans or rice? Depends if you’re growing them in drought conditions.
IMO, the way some food makes you feel is one of the strongest pieces of evidence on which you can base the way you deal with it. Thank you for your reply.
Versatile and useful? Sure. More versatile and useful?
Yeah, sure, try making a rice meringue…
Anything is better than quinoa.
I’ve been agonizing over this question for days. But, I gotta go with **“she-crab soup.”
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She-crab soup (both male and female) is very versatile: you can have it in a cup; you can have it in a bowl; you can have it in a cup or bowl with saltine crackers; you can have it in a cup or bowl with oyster crackers…
What the hell can you do with chocolate? Chocolate’s a one-trick-pony.
What?!? You don’t believe that old canard about tigers biting and scratching do you? That’s an old wives tale.
In fact, the really big tigers get all lovey-dovey and kittenish when you tip-toe sneak up behind them and yell, peek-a-BOO!