I love beans: Black beans, red kidney beans, cannellini beans, lima beans, garbanzo beans, butter beans, heck even fava beans. What I do not love: Canned beans. I bought my first electric pressure cooker a little over a year ago; loved it. I was still working full time and the fact that I could come home at 5PM and still have dinner on the table by 7PM astounded me, and I am not talking take out! I was losing weight and eating healthy and dried beans made it easy. And then, tragedy. I had become so accustomed to having it, that I gave how easy it made my life nary a thought until November 2013 when the pressure gauge broke. I was on my way home from Long Island on the train a couple of days after Christmas when I realized I could no longer do without it. I ordered another one. Truth be told, I liked my first one better because it multi-tasked better, but this one was on sale.
I did not start using it regularly until early April and now, I am convinced I will never live without one again. The electric version is not terrifying as your grandmother's traditional stove top one was. I have yet to have it explode the hot contents all over (although I did do that once with a roasted eggplant and still have a small scar, but that is another kitchen adventure of years gone by and I come off looking silly.)
I had a ham bone in the freezer, dried black beans in the cupboard and time on my hands! Also had some Sabra salsa, one of the few prepackaged food companies whose products I will occasionally use because I can read all the ingredients and they are really foods. I also found some uncooked flour tortillas, again able to read all four ingredients, and queso fresco...and the end result:
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