So Elizabeth, one of my students who has accompanied me to Honduras twice now, bought me a bag of red beans at Fiesta in Houston. I procrastinated cooking them for about a year because I really didn't know how. But a few Saturdays ago, I finally looked up a recipe on the Internet and dove into the process gringo style.
First you have to sort the beans and make sure there aren't any rocks or dirt clods mixed in with the beans. I didn't find any, but that's what the Internet said. Who am I to argue with Al Gore?