Butterbeans
M y daddy used to have a garden and his prize harvest were his butterbeans. Now, I know some of you may only be familiar with large lima beans that, honestly, are not too appealing to me. But my daddy, knew the secret of butterbeans. He picked his beans when they were babies and oh, so hard to shell. But they provided a sweet, delicious feast in our home. I would love a plateful tonight! This year, my husband started a garden. I was pretty excited about the butterbeans in my future. Just to note, I was raised in the city with nary a trip to the garden. So imagine my surprise at visiting the garden one day last month, a week or so after our rows were neatly planted. We certainly had a-lot of small plants growing; however, I soon learned that these plants were weeds not my beloved butterbeans. Not the beans I had carefully, with back-breaking effort, sown after carefully preparing the soil. Where were my treasures? 3 Then ...