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Corn and Bean Salad


I have this inherent inability to soak the right quantity of beans. Invariably, I get up in the morning and get shocked at how huge my beans got to be after an overnight soak. And invariably, this is double the quantity I wanted. Which is how I ended up with boiled black eyed peas in my fridge at the same time as I got a craving for salad.

So I steamed some corn, and there you go...a chopped red onion in the middle, then black eyed peas and then steamed corn. Mint leaves torn, then scattered all over the salad. Then a dash of salt, a toss of pepper and a liberal sprinkling of sumac for that lovely red color. Finally, juice of half a lemon that brings it all together.

Go soak some extra beans tonight. It's totally worth the effort.

Comments

Srivalli said…
That looks fantastic Simmy..how nice and delicious..I am off corn for now..but will surely try this after that..:)
ARUNA said…
Looks so gorgeous n tempting~!
Nehal said…
Such a great idea. Will definetly try making it once.
Swathi said…
Salad looks very colorful.
Rachel said…
You have company Simran.
Neat idea to create them into a salad.
Prathibha said…
Hmm...It happens with most of us dear...Infact if I feel the quantity is more I try to reserve some soaked beans and utilise it in some other way by mixing up wid some other curry and sometimes even sundal or in salads on d next day.....ur salad looks very simple and appetizing dear..
Lebouffe said…
Great idea! I'm starting to get bored of carrots and cucumbers! This seems worth a try -Naina
Parita said…
Me too!! I always ask my roomy or mom to soak them for me as i always end up with double the quantity required!
Salad looks very colorful and healthy!
Sanjai said…
Beautiful picture - very sharp and balanced colors. Nicely done.
Jyoti said…
this one looks so tempting!
This is one of the ONLY types of salads I actually enjoy! Love how delicious yours looks!! Wish I had some :(

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