I have been cheated .
Cheated into thinking Broad Beans are grey, mushy pellets of boredom. Cheated by Kirklees Schools Food Service and their sweaty orange boxes of "lunch".
It was many years later when I realised the glory of the broad bean. It would have to be the most regal of legume that deserves nautres most luxurious, softest, downiest, cosiest bedding in its pod. Who could believe this tender, sweet, green jewel could be related to the grey mush I had previously been duped into eating.
All home grown veg taste like a much better version of the shop bought equivalent, but broad beans straight from the pod are a universe away from any thing else called a broad bean.
And this year is the first time I have had my own harvest of these delightful little queens of the patch.
They have already featured on the table in the form of a warm bean salad (including some home grown mange tout) with crispy bacon and goats cheese..... Yum. Tonight, I'm thinking they will be flash fried in butter with plenty of ground black pepper. Mmmmm.... Salivating already.
Down with Grey Food!!!! Hurray for the Queen Bean!!!
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