Ah, beans. If all else fails, I can grow beans.
I tried pole beans this year along with planting the rest of my Contender bush beans from last year, as well as a few rows of Tendergreen bush beans. The bush beans went insane, spilling over my basil and generally being ridiculously unruly. Next year, I will give them a bit more space, as the ones on the edges started to mould in a few places, tangled up in too much greenery. Of course, our weeks of rain didn’t help that much — anything touching the ground has been less-than-stellar.
The pole beans have started to kick in while the bush beans have mostly stopped. They seem to be less prolific, but there are still plenty of them. I grew Monte Gusto (yellow) and Kentucky Blue (which are actually green). M loves to point at them and yell “BEAN!” and I am trying to teach her that you shouldn’t’ eat them raw (which I didn’t know until last year!).
Beans have been a staple in our dinners for several weeks now thanks to how well they’ve done. I don’t do anything fancy — usually they’re just steamed, and served with garlic and butter. They’re also really tasty when they’re sauteed with curry powder but I have yet to do that this year. And thanks to Cook Smarts, I now know that they’re delicious if you steam them, then chop them into salads or potato salad. Maybe one year I’ll try pickling them, but I have a few jars snagged from my aunt that are still holding strong so I don’t need to preserve mine this year.