This past weekend, I was stringing beans for my Sunday supper and strange little thoughts started bubbling through my head. Breaking beans is relaxing, and my mind wanders to odd little places. Some thoughts are rather profound, for example, as I looked at the curly strings I stripped from the beans, I remembered that I was running low on conditioner for my hair. Other thoughts that I have are downright bizarre.
Bacon grease is wonderful to flavor green beans.
I wondered if Charlton Heston ate green beans flavored with bacon grease. My mind wandered to an event from a couple of years ago. My dad is a 'Yeller Dawg Republican', which is rare in rural Georgia. If they ever ran a yellow dog on the republican ticket, my dad would vote for it because he is so dedicated to the republican party. Anyway, there was a fancy republican dinner that my dad was invited to.