RANDOM MUSINGS FROM THE TOP OF THE HILL

5/23/2023

BORROWED WISDOM

 (sing)   "Beans, beans, the musical fruit.  The more you eat the more you toot.  The more you toot the better you feel, then you're ready for another meal."

We had a Summer meal last night, brats and beans.   (That's brats as in sausage rather than unruly kids.) Anyway, I asked the cook, "What kind of beans are these?"  She said, "Baked beans, of course."  The I responded in my smart aleck fashion, "They're not baked, you just heated them on the stovetop."  Uninterested, she says, "Well, it says "Baked Beans" on the can.  Maybe, they're red beans."  I had to agree they were red.  Maybe they were red beans that the Bush Company baked before they canned them. No, that didn't seem right.  

Undaunted sleuth that I am, I dug the can out of the garbage.  These baked beans were made of navy beans.  I thought navy beans were white.  Do they grow these beans especially for the navy?  Did that red syrup they are canned in make them turn red?  I had better investigate this further.  

Black beans are black.  Red beans are red.  Green beans are green.  Pinto beans are colored like pinto ponies.  

Do Northern beans come from the north?   

Do Lima beans come from Lima, Ohio or Lima, Peru?

Black eyed peas are beans.

I'm bean crazy.

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