Though our garden has been under wraps for several weeks now there was one last bounty it offered: black beans. It was a new crop for us and the inspiration of my husband to try it. He planted one small row (perhaps 5 feet long at best) of black bean plants. You're supposed to let them stay on the vine the whole season, then wait until the pods are all dried up before harvesting them. My husband did this with the kids this Sunday while I took a lovely nap. They came in and showed me a bucket full of dried bean pods and we all set to shelling them and collecting the black beans inside.
Shucking beans. A fun job as long as it is short-lived. The beans were bouncing all over the kitchen despite our best efforts to keep them contained. Dried bean pods are like little catapults.
While we shelled beans my daughter, who refused to nap earlier, fell asleep while reading a book on the living room floor.
We ended up with about one and a half cups of beans. Not that many, but they will go great in chili on a cold day.
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