Tempted by an imagined odour
Anyone that can make a food video about pork and beans look delicious gets a salute. OK, not “pork and beans”, exactly. More like “nuggets of pork shoulder, browned in bacon fat” and then added to a slow stew of black beans, onions and a variety of spices unavailable outside of the Yucatan peninsula. Are you imagining the odours, yet?
The range of recipes available for perusal on the web goes leagues beyond my copy of “The Joy Of Cooking”. Add in some visual detail, and I’m ready to get down and simmer. Although the current distraction of a pandemic makes getting the ingredients into a challenge, I am sure we will all get back to a normal life before long. Else, why bother giving us up-to-the-minute tallies of vaccinations and reopening playbooks. Right?
I can go with ordinary fare, but I am tempted by the idea of a black bean stew. Not something I’ve ever tasted; I’m open to new flavours. And it is so easy to fall into the taste traps of YT/Instagram/whatever other site gets on my desktop. Or laptop. Or tablet. Tv? No so much. I have morphed into an “on demand” consumer of media.
All it really took was retirement. At work, I could have searched around, but there was that constant distraction of customers and supervisory minds. If you ask “Do I miss the office?”, I now have to ask “Which one?” The British or the American network version? I jest, a little.
Around here, we’re learning to recognize bird calls. I think. Was that a robin, outside my window?
