Over the past few weeks, our veg box (delivered by the local organic growers) has contained, amongst other things, Broad Beans.
Now, Our Lass is not a fan of these. Neither, come to think of it, is SB. So the onus of eating large legumes falls upon Yours Truly.
Due to a number of factors, I hadn't kept up with my weekly ration, so on Tuesday evening I cooked a rather large amount, skinned them (as some were 3 weeks old!) and put the tender bean bits in the fridge.
Fast forward 24 hours and SB arrives home from work, in a hurry to have her evening meal before her beau turns up to take her out.
When she asked for my thoughts as to what she could eat, I couldn't help but respond with
"Cool beans, man!"
When Our Lass returned home, she cooked some fresh veg for herself to accompany a steak pie that we had intended to split three ways. With SB's departure, that meant half a pie each. Eek. Undaunted, I decided to create Mushy Beans, as this seemed a great accompaniment to a meat pie.
Let's just say that the meal meant I wasn't thinking about dessert... or supper, for that matter.
When I finally went to bed, later that evening, I must have had a 'windy' look on my face as Our Lass asked if I was ok.
"Me?... Yeah... I'm full of beans!"