Shellin’ Peas

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An old Southern Tradition. Traditionally done on a screened front porch, sitting in a rockin’ chair, with maybe an electric fan. Usually just a hopeful breeze. I am breaking with tradition, sitting in a recliner in an air-conditioned great room.:D

Picked a five gallon bucket of purple hull peas ‘fore it got too hot yesterday morning. Despite the heat, made a fairly good crop on two short rows. Will probably get another five gallons next week. We have good red soil, a good deep well, and a helper with a stronger back than mine.

These peas are legumes, and are very nutritious. Between 20%-25% protein. Fairly easy to grow. I usually plant them where I had a fairly heavily fertilized crop like corn the year before.

These “Purple Hull Pinkeye” peas fall under the general category of “Southern Peas” or cowpeas. I think technically, they are a bean rather than a pea.

Anyhow, shellin’ peas is a perfect job when the outside temp is 95+°. This bucket of peas will yield enough to cook a big mess, give away a mess, and probably put a quart or two in the freezer.

Oh, they dye your fingers purple for a day or two.
 

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When I was a young lad my Uncle would plant an acre or two of black eyed peas. If I wasn't quick enough on Saturday morning I would get caught and had to go pick peas. Then after lunch I would get to help shell them. Hated that but sure loved to eat those peas. My Aunt would freeze peas and had plenty to feed the family and half the neighborhood all winter.
 
As a kid I'd spend a month every summer at my grand folks farm.

Everyday I'd walk down to my great grand folks house, and many times would sit on the front porch with my great grand ma shellen' peas or breaking green beans.

Their house sat close to the road, and she'd tell me stories from years ago. Some of my favorites were about the what she called gypsies.
 
My purple hulls this year did OK considering rabbits eating the young plants and dealing with dry weather. The wife and I like purple hulls a lot so we always try to have a decent patch in spite of droughty thin soil. If we get a decent rain in the next week or so I will plant a late patch and hope to beat the frost.
I can remember many hot summer mornings picking peas in my mothers garden then sitting on the back porch in front of a box fan shelling until your thumbs were sore and semi permanent purple.
Where I grew up there were you pick it truck farms and we would go and pick many grocery sacks of peas to add to our own grown ones. I do not recall if Mom froze or canned them as she was always canning. But we stocked them away for another day.
These days I pick the evening before then shell in the cool of the next morning soon after seeing light. I sit out on my front porch and watch the birds work the feeder and the dog and I watch for tree rats.
Pea shelling brings back great memories of my early days.
 
Love those Purple Hulls!
Never seen them out here except occasionally see Bush Canned and sometimes frozen.
When the stars align and you find the Bush, they are always on the lowest shelf, floor level.
 
I have never found purple hulls particular about where they are grown. They should grow in New Mexico. Plant a patch and try them
 
When I was about 6 or 7 my older sister and I was hulling peas in a Maytag wringer washing machine and my sister went into the house and I kept running them through but before she left she told me if I got my hand in the wringer to hit the lever on top and it would release me. Well you can guess what happened next, it caught me and almost got up to my elbow when I hit the top release and got out. It turned my arm black and blue and that ended the pea shelling for ever. Jeff
 
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