Comments on: More Peas, Please!

By: ejm

ejm — Mon, 19 Feb 2007 19:40:17 +0000

How ironic!! Last week I had a similar epiphany!

Like you, I have never really been a big fan of peas – except snowpeas and sugarsnaps. I love steamed sugarsnaps or snowpeas with a little butter and fresh mint! (And like you, I was subjected to canned peas with cocktail onions – I never knew which were worse, the peas or the cocktail onions)

My husband LOVES peas though. Whenever we discuss what vegetable we should have, he often suggests peas. And my response is invariably, “That’s not a vegetable; that’s a starch.”

Last week, my husband overrode my objections and made a peas/potato curry using frozen peas. And I have to admit that it was absolutely delicious. Next time (because there will be a next time), we’ll try adding curry leaves.

-Elizabeth

By: Honey

Honey — Mon, 19 Feb 2007 17:45:02 +0000

My father hated peas for the same reason you do, but I love peas! So sweet, and yet green. I especially like spring soup with a puree of fresh green peas, a dab of butter, buttermilk, salt, and tarragon.

By: Maureen

Maureen — Fri, 16 Feb 2007 22:13:25 +0000

I love peas but will not have anything to do with them if they are mushy or canned. I particularly like the little French petite ones. My greataunt Anna used to make cream peas on toast – a special dish created with such glory and flavor that it brought comfort, healed the soul, warmed a cold night and made better singers of all of us. Sadly, none of us have been able to reproduce this gem.

By: wwjudith

wwjudith — Fri, 16 Feb 2007 19:30:30 +0000

My tortoises (I have 2 different ones) eat canned peas with gusto. In fact, I have to mix canned peas into the other healthy-correct-diet things in order to get them to eat their good foods.

Otherwise, blech! I’m embarrassed to be seen buying them.

By: Kim

Kim — Fri, 16 Feb 2007 18:22:05 +0000

I agree with you on the mushy peas. I think they have a bad rap because of overcooked peas – even I stuck my nose up at them until my mom convinced me to try frozen “petite” peas. But the best was when I discovered sugar snap peas in my grandfather’s garden! I ate as many as I brought in for dinner, and it took all of my will power to be polite when my aunt served them boiled to death for dinner.