• Don Marquis' Very Special Bean Recipe

    From Sean Dennis@1:18/200 to All on Wed Jun 24 20:46:24 2026

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    Title: Don Marquis's Very Special Baked Bean Recipe
    Categories: Main dish, Bean, American
    Yield: 4 Servings


    If you WILL eat beans, here is the way to prepare them.

    First, you must have an earthenware Bean Pot, about six hands high,
    and of a dark bay colour. It is better if this Bean Pot is inherited
    from a favourite grandmother, with a porous texture (the pot, not the
    grandmother) that has absorbed and retained the sentimental
    traditions of at least three generations. But if you own no such
    heirloom (more precious than the rubies of an imperial crown!) a new
    one can be made to do.

    Procure your white navy beans, and pick them over on a Friday night,
    not hastily or cursorily, but with love and care, one bean at a time,
    for this is both an art and a science on which you have embarked--it
    is more; it is almost a religious rite. Cast from you all split
    beans, all rusty or spotted beans, all too-wrinkly beans; save only
    such superior beans, smooth, hard, and shining, as a twelve-months'
    old child would love to poke up his nose.

    Put these aristocrats to soak in water that has three or four
    tablespoonfuls of baking soda in it.

    Don't ask me why the soda. I am not arguing with you. I am telling
    you.

    Some people say that after these beans have soaked all night they are
    ready to bake.

    These people lie.

    They are not ready to bake.

    They are merely ready to boil.

    Boil them from ten o'clock Saturday morning until noon, in a pot with
    a piece of salt pork in it. And time your boiling so that on the
    stroke of twelve there is very little of the liquid remaining. For
    they must not go into the Sacred Earthenware Bean Pot, the Ancestral
    Amphora, too soupy or sloppy.

    Put into the bottom of the Bean Pot a layer of Beans four fingers
    deep. Poke deeply into this one bay leaf.

    Put on top of this a layer consisting of pieces of just the right
    kinds of salt pork.

    On top of the layer of pork, dribble a thin layer of thick New Orleans
    molasses.

    Put in another layer of beans.

    Into this second layer poke four or five slender curling strips of
    pungent shredded onion. Put a dab of mustard on the onion.

    Then a sparse layer of pork. Then another dribbled layer of molasses.

    Pause and put your Ego in harmony with the Cosmic All.

    Build up these successive layers of beans, pork, and molasses,
    alternating the subtle bay leaf with the poetic onion, until the pot
    is filled within two inches of the top. From time to time, a
    conservative sprinkle of black pepper, as you work from the bottom
    upward. From time to time hum a verse of "Old Hundred." Don't put in
    any salt; the pork salts all.

    Let the top layers of pork and molasses be a bit thicker than any of
    the others.

    Bake, slowly, in a moderate oven, from noon until six o'clock in the
    evening. Some say it must be a brick oven. Nonsense! Your Bean Pot
    itself is your bricky heat-retaining medium.

    Eat from six in the evening until midnight--and without fear of
    indigestion. The thorough cooking has taken all that sort of thing
    away.

    Each separate bean of all these beans retains its form--almost.
    Almost. Not quite. Each bean is ready to melt tenderly into
    amalgamation with his neighbor bean. At the touch of the serving
    spoon the touched beans lose their individual identity, yield up
    their pride, merge gently into a kind of Bean Nirvana.

    Some eat them with vinegar. Very good. Others with tomato catsup. I
    eat them with a squeeze of lemon juice. Ambrosia!

    from: John Benz Fentner, Jr. Unionville, CT, USA
    http://www.geocities.com/~jbenz/
    :>From "The Almost Perfect State" By Don Marquis
    :Doubleday, Page & Company 1927

    From : Michael Loo

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