Today is such a good day. Really good. Almost as good as my wedding day and the birth of my kids good. Better than the Eagles won the Superbowl good (I’m a big Philadelphia Eagles football fan — Mike Vick and his transgressions aside of course).
Just for today I don’t care much about the arguments for or against organics, natives or even my favorite topic, pesticides.
What’s the news you ask?
Peanuts. Hot Boiled Peanut.
If you follow this blog you may recall that Tom Michaels, a professor and bean breeder here at UMN, and I planted a few rows of peanuts last year in between rows of trees — the trees you see below are elms from a selection program we’re running here. Between the rows you’ll notice some plants starting to turn yellow, those are peanuts. The darker green plants between the rows of trees are canola.
Below is what a peanut plant looks like when you harvest it. After the flowers are pollinated the plant sends the stalk on which the flower is growing into the soil where it forms a peanut. When we harvested we saw anywhere from 0 to about 10 peanuts per plant.
We harvested a test batch of peanuts last night — probably a little over a pound. They were a little immature, but they still tasted good fresh out of the ground. Without any treatment fresh peanuts taste a lot like fresh peas — an unmistakable “legume” flavor. For those of you love roasted peanuts, that familiar flavor is a result of the roasting process.
Boiled peanuts are a little different than roasted peanuts in that the pods are usually harvested a little bit immature, so our first harvest, yesterday, was actually right on time. We’re planning on finishing harvest next week.
Anyway, once we got the peanuts out of the ground I drove them straight home, put them into a quart of water, added a quarter cup of salt, and put that mixture into a crock-pot on high heat for three hours and low heat for another eleven. I tasted one after three and knew they would be good. After the full 14 hours? The best boiled peanuts I’ve ever had.
As my wife noted, these peanuts aren’t exactly the same as the one’s you get in
the South. She was trying to be nice — but I got the impression that
they were just a little too different from what she’s used to for her to like them quite as much as
the ones we get when we visit South Carolina (which we visit yearly). The difference between these peanuts and the other boiled peanuts that I’ve had (and I’ve had a lot — from all over the South) is that these are a little bit sweeter.
For me — Best damn peanuts ever — Minnesota grown no less. Who woulda’ thought? Not me. Can’t wait to boil a big batch next week!</d