I cooked some black-eyes peas this morning with two small bay leaves and some whole garlic cloves. It took only a couple hours in the slow cooker–odd. I didn’t soak them.
Maybe they were extra-fresh. They definitely seemed extra-clean, from the bulk bins at WinCo. No rock or twig or dirt or even dust, when I rinsed them. No shriveled or ugly bean. No bonus bean of a different type.
Beans are a miracle. So delicious, so cheap. Unsurpassed comfort. I put in salt and pepper and some butter, mix it up, and chow down.
I got a book in the mail. I ordered it knowing there was a possible printing error, but my copy looks fine. Yay! It’s Decolonize Your Diet: Plant-Based Mexican-American Recipes for Health and Healing. I want to learn.
Yesterday I dropped my computer. Well, I put it on a desk pile and it slid off and hit the floor hard. I didn’t know if it would even be in one piece, let alone functional as a computer. But it’s working fine. These chomebooks are tougher than they look.
Today a friend is coming over to pay a visit. Then a different friend is taking me to the doctor at 2:30. Ming can’t take me because he’s bringing H to radiation. Should be a good day.
Time for shorts. The high is 81. Wow.
Pretty fruit pic Ming took!
