While I was still crashing with my parents, I had the brilliant idea that "we" should grow our own fava beans in their amazing garden.
I say "we" in the sense that I came up with the idea, ordered the
seeds, then sat in a reclining patio chair with a glass of wine while I watched my mom plant them...
I left the rest of the work to my mom, but she was kind enough to bring
me the bulk of the harvest anyway...
