It didn't go very well. I cooked those damn beans for hours, and they still weren't as soft as they should have been. Eventually, I gave up because I was hungry and tired and I wanted to eat and go to bed (thus solving two of my three problems; I haven't yet solved the Hard Bean Conundrum). A couple weeks later, I just cooked a pot of rice, dumped in a (drained) can of black beans, reheated it, and ate it happily. Much less effort, better results, but still somehow disappointing.
This year, I decided to try red beans and rice. Maybe a different color softens better? I used this recipe. I couldn't find andouille sausage at the Chief Taster Approved farmers' market stall, but they had chorizo, and I'm happy to put that in almost any food. Really, though, I think I just wanted an excuse to go buy the dry beans at a local Mexican market. It entertains me to go there. They have no carts because A: it's too small to bother, and B: there's no way a cart could make any of the turns between those aisles. It's crowded when you're the only person in there, I can only barely read the labels, and it's filled with high, oddly-organized shelves of brightly colored packages, many of which are so completely foreign to me that I can't even guess what's inside them. It's like going grocery shopping in Diagon Alley. I love it.
Cooking beans. The liquid level went down very slowly. |
I swear there's some rice under all those beans. Really! |
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