Hot, sunny afternoons are perfect for harvesting dried beans. They have been in short supply this summer, so Paul and I made the most of one this week to gather the pods which have dried on the vines in his food garden. The bean poles are absolutely covered in greenery, as high as the roof – and if they had something else to climb on they would keep growing, no doubt.
We picked and picked and picked. Going back again and again as they lurk on the inside of the trellis and are sometimes hard to see. We filled a big plastic bathtub!
While we were picking, we planned supper too. There were a couple of green peppers and plenty of cherry tomatoes and the basil is looking good.
Then we sat on the veranda in the cool breeze and podded. We were thrilled to get 2kgs of our very favourite bean! We call them fagiolini scrivi, but they are really just a variety of lima with red scribbles.
Supper was a sort of ratatouille (we had a few aubergines from Woollies to add). It was delicious.
We’ve saved the biggest fattest seeds to plant next season and plan to eat the rest soon. Fabulous stewed with sweet potato and coconut milk or just tossed in olive oil and lemon juice in a salad. Yum.