a bean is worth 1000 pictures

Welcome back to Kenyon, where we love to wear corduroy overalls and drink chilled sparkling water. You’re back, baby. Settle in. Stay a while. While we have you here, could I be so bold as to ask you a question? Which……………………………………….bean do you prefer? At the salad bar, I mean. It’s a matter of personal opinion, of course. I couldn’t presume to tell you which bean is best any more than you could tell me that my underground ant farm is unethical. But I’m entitled to my opinion, of course. Hate me or love me by the end of this list, it makes no difference. My heart is in the beans, always has been. Always will be. Continue reading →