“These are not cooked all the way!” Those were the words that came out of my dad’s
mouth when my husband and I first served him Garlic Green Beans. You see, when he thinks of green beans, he
thinks of southern
style green beans. You know the ones
I’m talking about (I know all of my fellow “southern” readers are shaking their
heads and smiling right now)… the ones with green beans cooked down almost to
mush and served in a gooey concoction of lard and butter. They might be green beans, but they are far
from good for you when swimming in rendered pig fat.
Remember how my mother-in-law has a food blog? Yeah, she’s a pretty darn good cook. Thankfully, my husband was her little shadow
in the kitchen. Silently watching and
learning the tricks of the trade.
Learning the ins and outs of adding flavor and “oomph” to food, learning
to sauté, flambé, and all of the other cooking techniques you might hear Bobby
Flay or Rachel Ray use on the Food Network.
He managed to do all of this while simultaneously being all things boy:
climbing trees, playing baseball and setting things on fire and blaming his younger
sister (What? I’m convinced all boys are
pyromaniacs). He’s well rounded to say
the least.
While he was growing up learning to dazzle in the kitchen, I
was growing up around a creek bank or lake side, fishing (and throwing them
back), riding shotgun to the firehouse, and watching late summer thunderstorms
form with my dad. I had no desire to be
in the kitchen with my mom making fried chicken, for it was too gorgeous
outside to be stuck inside over the stove.
And so she let me be my dad’s little shadow, never once telling me I
needed to learn to cook or insisting I needed to help her fix dinner. She let me be wild and free and never
pressured me to fit the “girl” mould.
So I grew up, eating my vegetables (and by vegetables I mean
southern green beans and mashed potatoes) and my husband grew up eating his
(Carrots, peas, green beans, corn, you name it he probably ate it). And after we grew up, we fell in love (awwww,
right?!).
Now of course we had the customary household shower where we
get all of the necessities a couple will need to start a home together. While our collection of cookbooks, flatware,
pots and pans was growing it was apparent which one of us could actually use
this stuff and I will tell you… it wasn’t me.
I’ve come a long way in the cooking department thanks to
step by step directions, trial and error and a very patient husband. I’ve also come a long way in expanding my
vegetable repertoire. But I still need
things to taste good. Not good for being
a vegetable but just plain gooood. So, I
bring you one of my favorite side dishes that my husband makes: Garlic Green Beans. Don’t panic.
It’s so easy, *I* can do it. They
are very, very tasty. This is one of those
dishes where I actually want seconds. Or
thirds. If you are struggling to get
your husband/wife/son/daughter/dad/mom/Ewok to eat their veggies, try making
these.
Garlic Green Beans
You will need:
Chopped Garlic (as
much or as little as you prefer, I happen to love it)
Extra Virgin Olive Oil
Fresh Green Beans,
trimmed
Large pot (for boiling
water)
Sauté pan
Ice bath (a bowl of
ice water big enough to put the green beans in)
1. Bring water to a boil
and toss in the green beans.
2. Cook the beans for
5-7 minutes until they turn bright green.
3. Remove the green
beans from the boiling water and drop them into the ice bath to blanch
them.
**If you are in a hurry (or if boiling water isn’t for
forte) you can get the steam in bag green beans from the grocery store and skip
the first 3 steps all together.
4. In the sauté pan,
cover the bottom of the pan with Olive Oil and toss in the garlic.
**You can buy pre-chopped garlic in jars at most grocery
stores to save you a step here as well.
5. Bring the pan up
to medium heat and start to brown the garlic (Don’t get the heat too high, you
don’t want to burn it)
6. Toss in the green
beans.
7. Use tongs to move
the green beans around the pan periodically, coating them in olive oil and
garlic goodness.
8. Once the green
beans have heated through again, they are ready to eat.
9. Enjoy a heaping
helping (maybe two!)
Hmm… there was something else?? Oh yeah!
I promised you a two week weigh in!
Drum roll please….
Beginning weight (3/19/13): 139 lbs
Weight today: 136.6 lbs
All in all, I love the way I’m feeling right now. I did enjoy a southern style specialty
dessert compliments of my preacher’s wife on Easter Sunday (can’t turn down a
meal, especially one made with love, remember!?), but everything else has
remained Paleo.
Now if you will excuse me, I’m off to The Fresh Market. It’s 2.99 Tuesday!
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