Oh my goodness.
I went and picked our first green beans a couple of nights ago.
The next day for lunch, I stemmed them.
That's when the scent wafted across my nose and I was instantly 10 years old again.
Oh, green beans. You smell just like my childhood summers!
I remember being in the "green bean club", where one wore a green bean on their shirt and sat around stemming until the brown grocery bag was empty.
I so disliked the green bean club, and was so put out that my Mom made us do what she and her siblings did when they were younger. But for some odd reason, I find myself sitting here giddy about starting one in this home. :)