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Random Stuff 2
"I don't want realism. I want magic! Yes, yes, magic. I try to give that to people. I do misrepresent things. I don't tell truths. I tell what ought to be the truth." –Blanche Dubois

One of the late summer stars of the garden is green beans. We dedicated a small raised bed to the "Three Sisters," corn, beans and squash. The legend of the name is from Native Americans who grew them together. The three plants work well with one another, symbiotically deterring weeds, pests, enriching the soil, and supporting each other.
The box didn't start off well. It seems that bean sprouts are irresistible to backyard critters. We ended up replanting the beans multiple times. On top of that, the corn didn't do well. We had cluster of stalks, but the cobs didn't form very well. Squash is squash, but man, once the beans took off, they really produced.
We ate a lot of green beans. Steamed, boiled, tossed in olive oil, with almonds, with garlic, with bacon bits. All good. When we tore out the garden last weekend, we harvested another couple of pounds. That's when we found it. A green bean casserole recipe.
In preparing the beans, we blanched them. I had no idea this technique existed. Boil the beans for 5 minutes, drain them, and straight into an ice-water bath. Ina Garten says this not only stops the cooking, it keeps your green beans a bright green. The beans were better than ever. And in Alton Brown's Best Ever Green Bean Casserole. . .well, I'm in love.
It made me wonder what else in my life would benefit from blanching. What else could I stop from progressing and enjoy more? How about Wilson the ABC frozen in his puppy stage? Or maybe the kids at their cutest? Or maybe, just maybe, right at that time when my head was full of thick black hair. . .
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