A fava bean day

Those tall stalks bending over with the weight of their huge pods, warm from the sun…they called to me. So I harvested a few favas.

bowl of fava beans

I had the last batch fresh, but they were gone so quickly it was frustrating. A gallon of pods reduces down to less than a quart of hulled beans reduces to one serving of peeled beans. I plan to freeze these and use them in soup—make them last a little longer. There’s nothing like a little flavor of summer when the cold weather hits.

fava beans in the pod

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