Who knew such a tiny green shoot could make a gal so happy. I am obsessed with broad beans and these, my first little broad bean plants poking their heads through the soil, have made me feel ridiculously happy.
In Rome, the arrival of the new season’s broad beans in the markets each Spring was cause for celebration.
Pale green and so tender they could be eaten straight from the pod, these were often served in trattorias like this:
Then you would split the pods to reveal a little pale green burst of Spring freshness. Teamed with a big chunk of fresh pecorino, the salty sheep’s milk cheese so beloved by Romans, there are few things more simple but sublime.
So I have great hopes for my broad beans this Spring.
Now, if I can just track down a Roman shepherd and his flock we’ll be in bizzo.*the second photo is a photo I took of a postcard. I can’t credit the original image though as the card doesn’t say who took the shot.