By Bernie and Mike Bell
- A tin of butter beans (or any suitable kind of bean will do)
- 1 clove of garlic, finely chopped or crushed
- 1 tbsp olive oil
- Sea salt & ground black pepper.
- Small quantity of milk
- Splash of lemon juice
- Small quantity of mayonnaise (optional)
Warm the olive oil in a pan, add garlic and allow to infuse (you can add the garlic to the mixture raw, but it’s more digestible if fried briefly).
Drain and rinse the beans, add to pan and stir until covered in garlicky oil.
Place in bowl, and mash thoroughly. Add salt and pepper to taste, a splash of lemon juice, and a little milk (oat milk is fine) to soften the mixture a bit. Optionally, add a small amount of mayonnaise (maybe a teaspoon or so), to make it even more creamy. Mix thoroughly.
We eat it spread on brown rolls or chunky bread with all kinds of bits & pieces on top – sliced gherkins, olives, apple, cheese, tomatoes – maybe salad leaves as an accompaniment – whatever takes your fancy!
Please bring back Helen’s recipes. Some were very good.
Helen stopped doing recipes. I tried to ‘fill in’.
I will no longer do so. Fiona (G) has a couple ‘in hand’, which she can publish if she chooses. Or maybe she can re-cycle Helen’s? That’s up to her.
Or maybe you could contribute?
Bernie I hope you reconsider, many people like your recipes
Good morning Fiona – no – I’m leaving it there. I had to restrain myself from saying some much more blunt things to this person about exactly why I started sending in recipes to TON – it’s not my thing at all, usually.
Instead of criticizing – why doesn’t she contribute?
I have little time for people with this kind of attitude and how little they think about how they make other people feel with their mean remarks.
Does this person want me to stop filling in with what used to be Poetry Corner too?
The difference is – poetry is my thing – recipes – not so much. I like to eat, but not so fussed about cooking.
If she doesn’t want to read it – any of it – she doesn’t have to.
I turn to William Blake…..
“Man is made for bliss and woe
And if this we rightly know
Through the world we safely go.”
….and get on with my day.