...I ate my garden's first green bean today.
Okay, yeah, I admit, it was a little young still. But I just had to taste one. And you know what? It was every bit as good as the homegrown beans I remember munching on raw when I was a kid. Delectable.
And, like the lamer I am, I didn't take a picture. So there you are, left to imagine what that moment must have been like. I know it's hard to imagine things anymore, what with the interweb and all it brings, but if you try really hard, I have confidence that you can make that green bean eating moment appear before your mind's eye and make you want to taste one yourself.
So here's how it went.
I stooped down to the plant and parted the leaves to have a peek at what lay beneath. That's when I saw it. A beautiful green bean. It was about three inches long, which seemed "close enough" by my admittedly mediocre standards. So I plucked the bean from the plant, broke off the stem end, and took a bite. The skin of the bean was like that of a peach. The inside was juicy and sweet. It crunched ever so pleasantly in my mouth. And I immediately wished that there had been more.
Painful though it was, I shared the season's first bean with Hubbyman. He was grateful.
The end.
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- Josie
- Learning how to hobby-garden on my patio and in a small flower bed. I live in the pacific northwest, so it can be pretty challenging with all the rain we get, and with the short growing season.
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