Whenever I come across a sack (they are inevitably transported and displayed in sacks) filled with freshly harvested peanuts, soil bits and all, I buy a few kilos worth. They remind me of my parents, who were huge peanut fans, in almost any form — boiled, fried, roasted, brittle, etc. Back at home, we washed the peanuts several times in water until all traces of soil were removed, then simply boiled them in some salted water. They take longer than one might think to get them just right, and somehow al dente peanuts aren’t a thing…
I like to sprinkle them with some good sea salt and I just sit there in front of the television and eat way too many. Something about cracking the soft shells open (oxymoronic, soft shells with a sharp edge to crack) and scooping out the almost bland yet still distinctly flavorful “nuts” is addictive and habit forming. And for me, they MUST be freshly cooked. Do you think this is a “Visayan” thing or did folks from the North do this as well?!
P.S. My apologies for photos in some of the last few posts, readers pointed out they might be blurry and yes, I was in fact taking “auto macro” photos when I meant to have it on “auto” only… :)