Green beans have a special place in my heart. Not only because they are nutritious and delicious and grown vastly in this area, but they epitomize the flavors of summer for me.
In my first months @ culinary school, I had a plate- I actually cannot remember what the entree was- and on it were blanched green beans with butter and a hint of lemon. While sitting in my chair in the Hudson Valley in the dead of winter I was instantaneously on the porch of 29th street looking over the bay. This was not just a side, it was a summer memory...like the favorite song that brings us back to the very same place. Steamed lobster, baked potato, and green beans slathered in the remnants of lemon and butter from the sweet shellfish are a staple at the Jersey Shore, a place I called home for many summers. 
It is moments like this that propel me to love what I love, do what I do, and be who I am. And now, as green beans are in abundant supply I stop at the farm stand on my way home from work to make this moment happen all over again.
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