The Food of My (Husband’s) People – Part Dos: Black Beans
I’ll admit it, I never really “got” black beans. I remember when they started regularly appearing on menus. They were the envogue new healthy alternative protein. I would hear people order black beans like they were something special. Sure, I liked them, but I just didn’t understand what was so exciting about them. Enter my husband… I mentioned the time we went to the Cuban restaurant, Versailles in Part I. He talked about the black beans that night. I ate them. I enjoyed them. However, I still didn’t really understand just how delightful they could be. It wasn’t until my husband took me one Christmas to meet his family. We arrived on Noche Buena, and the festivities were in full swing. A family friend, Miguel had prepared the beans. He took me under his wing and told me all about his grandmother’s recipe and the memories that came with the food. We talked and talked, and then I tasted. These were different. They were creamy and flavorful. Just the aroma from them was intoxicating. I …