Good things in small packages: Pulses
Wednesday, April 20th, 2011I love food. More specifically, if I were a player on “Survivor,” I would love food, but as I’m just an average Jane doing my thing in this world and not having to eat bugs to survive, I love good food. One part of food — one of many, I dare say — which I love most is the language of it. Food in its presentation state isn’t just food; it’s much grander than that.
For example:
- Cow is not cow; it’s beef.
- Pig is not pig; it’s pork.
- Goose liver is not goose liver; it’s foie gras.
- Bull testicles are not bull testicles; they’re Rocky Mountain oysters.
- A pan full of everything but the kitchen sink is not a pan full of everything but the kitchen sink; it’s paella.
Granted, nothing in the above list would make it onto my pescetarian plate (not even seafood paella, as I’m relatively picky when it comes to seafood, as well). However, the point is the same: The language of food romanticizes what ends up plated in front of eager patrons.
One such subtle change in the language of cuisine that I’ve recently noticed has to do with beans. Yes, beans. Those plain-ol’, little, inexpensive peas, beans and lentils are also known as pulses. I think I heard the term a year or so ago (which could easily mean I heard it five or more years ago) but dismissed it as random terminology.
- When it comes to pulses, it’s what’s inside that counts (photo: http://www.flickr.com/photos/fragiletender/3664759157/)
Pulses are random no more. Not only is Wikipedia fully up on it, but pulses also made it onto the menu of the restaurant that just topped — for the second year in a row — the S. Pellegrino World’s 50 Best Restaurants list. That’s pretty impressive for a lowly seed and its brethren.
Pulses carry with them a bevy of benefits:
- High in protein
- High in fiber
- High essential amino acid content
- Virtually fat-free
- Affordable
- Versatile (pulses are either a mainstay or an accompaniment in nearly every world cuisine)
For me, though, the main emphasis of this post is to emphasize the use of the term “pulse” rather than the oh-so-2010 term “bean.” Since it seems to be incorporating itself into the lexicon a bit more frequently these, days, I’m thinking that making a three-pulse salad or American chili with pulses and Cherokee purples sounds much more palatable and in-the-know.
Et tu?
Happy trails!
SAK







