Sunday, July 27, 2014
to bean or not to bean
We are on the cusp of what I call the Age of Aquarius here in Melaque -- when the combined heat and humidity makes me feel a bit piscine.
Actually, the hellish part of our summer started early this year. We barely had the semblance of a winter.
But the weather is kicking into high gear. Separating the mammals from the fish. When we do not receive rain, we can be found in our showers trying to eke out some cool from the sun-heated water coming from our taps.
This is the season when I realize the wisdom of my Mexican neighbors. They move their kitchens outside for the summer and cook over wood fires. It adds another patina of truth that living here is a lot like camping.
Even though I have been back for a week, I had not cooked a meal at home. When I was not eating in restaurants, I made sandwiches.
While walking through the market yesterday, I picked up a couple of sacks of fresh vegetables. I could feel a pot of soup coming on. Bean soup.
The downside of home-cooked bean soup is the amount of cooking time. Especially for the beans themselves.
So, here I sit in a very hot house with a bowl of the best soup in town. Some costs are a pleasure to pay when the benefit is so great.
Mandy Patinkin and Madonna are serenading me with their version of "What Can You Lose." I decided that I needed music with as much subtext as my dinner.
Overall, it is a hot night. And I am happy to be where I am.