Kitchen Chores: Why Every Kid Must Clean Green Beans

String bean lesson: Even for very young kids, kitchen chores can be communal, teach patience and compassion, and instill all sorts of good food values.

I’m not sure what seems to change faster–the procession of in-season veggies that are now marching through our kitchen (cukes, corn, beans, the first little melons), or the evolving eating habits of a child.

Consider that right now we’re eating a lot of green beans–that leguminous cousin of peas that come on strong all summer long. The anxiety-inspiring eater, Clio, likes them sauteed until they just begin to go limp, and dressed with some oil and vinegar. But she likes snapping the ends off even more. (Interactivity breeds interest when it comes to food–as evidence, see the herring roe experience.)

With so many farms within a few miles of us, anyone who lives near the East End–and has kids–should take the time, if not to grow and pick your own beans as a family, but get them fresh from the market and take them home to prep together. Because even though we’ve offered Clio this season’s green beans a few times in the last couple of weeks–they are now on the menu at most local restaurants–it wasn’t until we cooked up the first from our home garden, which Clio and her younger brother Cyrus helped snap the ends off of, that Clio took a genuine interest in finishing all the beans on her plate. (What would also inspire this interest, I’m sure, would be taking her to The Red Cat restaurant for their “Light Tempura of Green Beans,” perhaps the most addictive, kid-friendly prep of this crop ever created.)

Now, I’m no advocate for child labor, but I do recognize that even very young kids can be useful around the garden and in the kitchen, like helping to shuck corn or shell fava beans. Such chores can be communal, teach patience and compassion, and instill all sorts of good food values. Clio still doesn’t have the attention span for more than a minute or so of weeding, but she can plant seedlings like nobody’s business. And I’m sure if we had chickens (or ducks) she’d take to the responsibility of feeding them, collecting their eggs and doing whatever else it takes to make them happy.

Green beans are actually wonderful in a lot of ways–they’re easy to grow, can be eaten raw in salads or cooked in a million ways, and they seem to prepare the young palette for an interest in out-of-the-pod beans, which we like to make in the off season. During this recent bean meal Clio and I had a somewhat circular discussion as she worked through the difference between green beans (or string beans) and the sort of beans you find in a can, or in dishes like rice and beans, or sold by farms like Cayuga Pure Organics. (We had a bag of Cayuga cranberry beans, which provided a useful visual aid.) And when we made tacos a couple of nights later, with chopped green beans, Clio noted that “in my taco” the green beans were mixed in with the pintos.

So I will suggest that, when possible, kids should have to help snap the ends off any green beans they eat. It’s a small act, but scaled up to part of our nation’s food policy, alongside the First Family’s gardening and school-food initiatives, it could be monumental.

Two kids cleaning beans can be better than one. Both Cyrus (left) and Clio (right) proudly ate the beans they had helped to clean.

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Brian is the editor at large of Edible East End, Edible Long Island, Edible Manhattan and Edible Brooklyn. He writes from his home in Sag Harbor, New York, where he and his family tend a home garden and oysters. He is also obsessed with ducks, donuts and dumplings.