I soaked a bag of beans overnight and got them to cooking this morning for a pot of old-fashioned baked beans, just because I was hungry for a bowl of them. My kids will probably laugh at me when I tell them that the first time I tried to make from scratch baked beans, they turned out terrible. Baked beans aren't supposed to be crunchy. I was still very young and still cared about what other people thought, and I didn't want anyone to know what a dismal failure they were, so I took them out back into the woods, dug a hole and buried them. They were so bad that the dog didn't even try to dig them up.
I dehydrated a bunch of sweet corn last year when I found a really good sale on frozen corn. It turned out great and rehydrates really well. But I found that when I run the dry corn through a little electric chopper, it turns into cornmeal that makes the best cornbread I have ever made.
Homemade beans and cornbread. Simple comfort food. And oh, so good. Don't think I will have to give any of it a decent burial this time.
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