Talking beans again

Frying out fat back to cook a pot of green beans.  Southern style... :)

To tell you the truth, I'm about tired of messing with green beans. It took all day yesterday to snap that 17 pounds. Of course there were other things that had to be done besides the beans. I was in and out of the kitchen all day. There were enough beans for another caner full...seven quarts and all the rest I put in a big pot with some fat back grease and put the pot on simmer...

And as Mr. Darling from the Andy Griffith show would say..."Done and done"! All we need now is cornbread, corn of the cob, fried okra, and a sliced red ripe tomato.

While the beans were cooking I stewed all the tomatoes that were getting too ripe. I can freeze these...

Poppy and I will never eat such a big pot of beans so I plan to share these with our friend Nellie. Nellie is always stopping by with some kind of food she wants us to try. Last week it was squash pie. Once she had baked a pinto bean cake and brought each of us a slice and to go with the cake, a quart of cold goat's milk. Nellie is a character. She is an older lady who lives alone in a small green mobile home about five or six miles up the highway. Nellie has goats. She has chickens, guineas, peacocks, ducks, and geese. She loves birds, birdhouses, and flowers. She loves Indian jewelry and rings, and Nellie loves dolls. One day last week Nellie stopped by with two pitiful looking naked baby dolls and asked if I would make them some clothes. Here's how the babies look now...

I can hardly wait to give them back to Nellie. 

Guess I had better get out and close the chicken house door. It is getting dark earlier these days. This morning when I walked Piper down to the pond, she stayed. Last time I checked, Piper and our lonely little muscovy duck were swimming side by side. Did my heart good.

Thank you for stopping by.

Love,
Henny