You may have heard me speak of my bean phobia. I've attempted cooking them twice in my cooking career of nearly 15 years and both batches were so awful that we tossed them.
Sometimes my ideas to do something just come out of nowhere. Like when I was at Kroger last week and tossed another bag into my buggy which I assumed would sit in my pantry until Thanksgiving when I attempted some gosh awful hard Martha Stewart pie recipe that called for pie weights.
But oh no. Last night, out of nowhere, I got up from the couch and marched straight toward the pantry to pull the beans out. Then the fear set in again which led me to watching about 30 minutes of You Tube videos on how to soak a cotton picking bean overnight.
I was so stressed about it. In the end, I rinsed the beans and put them in a cheap old plastic bowl. I covered the beans with water and went to bed.
This morning when I got up I drained off the soaking water and put the beans in a pot and covered them with water. I let them simmer all morning and I gave them an occasional stir when I passed through the kitchen.
I was feeling like the Christian Wife Woman Of The Year when they started looking right!
After 2 hours, I added 2 teaspoons of garlic powder and 2-3 teaspoons of salt and let them simmer a bit more.
Would you look at that? It is like bean magic. With the good amount of seasoning I added (just the garlic and salt) these bad boys tasted so good.
I put some in a bowl topped with a little grated cheddar for lunch. Tonight I'm going to serve these with fajitas.
In the old days, women would make beans on Monday which was laundry day. It was an easy dinner to throw on and just give a quick stir every time you passed through the kitchen.
The good amount of seasoning is what made these a winner in my book.