Little Grey Bungalow
oh....yep. leather britches beans. you took the ones left at the end of the season, and cooked 'em for forever with bacon and bacon grease from the can of drippins in the fridge...and you didn't drain them, you put them all in the serving bowl. at the same time, granny was making biscuits of the kind with lard that she beat and rolled and beat and rolled for forever before baking. when you got up with that smell and the coal stove going and the coffee for the grown-ups, then you knew you were home for the holidays...especially with 3 of you in the spare bed. the dorms were posh.old southerner.
Heh. We may not SAY it, but some of us do think it. The whole, never saying nothing impolite thing.Saying that...they about have to be damn near mush and unrecognizable before I even think it tho. It wasn't until I was an adult that I realized that fresh green beans were somewhat crisp fresh.
All the "banquets" we were required to attend on behalf of our kids at the end of the school year my husband and I used to call the Leather and Graybean Circuit -- the beef was cooked to the point of upholstery and the beans had all the green boiled out of them (same caterer at every single one. The rolls were always good, though!
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