When I was about 8 or 9 years old, my Nana told me that she loved lima beans when she was my age. Then she paused briefly before going on to say, “But they just don’t taste the same anymore.”
No wonder. The lima beans of my Nana’s adulthood — and for all of my childhood — were either the salty canned variety or the insipid frozen kind.
While I never turned my nose up at lima beans, I never really embraced them, either. That is, until, I found them at my farmers market, fresh and still in their pods.
Now I finally understand why Nana once loved lima beans.