Mid-to-late winter is the season when the fresh fava bean cheerful leaps into Chubeza, joining its sweet cousin, the pea. In the meantime, it appears that the fearless fava has managed to make it though the climate-craze relatively unscathed. If you still can’t recognize the fabulous fava, let us casually mention his pedigree – a venerable legume family member – and describe his chubby elongated green pods, complete with a soft, cottony inner lining.
In Bialik’s garden bed (a famous Hebrew children song), the poor, solitary fava broods over his empty pods. I’m guessing this party did not take place in late winter with spring around the corner, because there is no way on earth that our fava is not out boogying and partying with the garden-bed guys. As the weather warms up, his pods are filling up and generously filling our harvest buckets and your boxes. Go party!