Black and White.

Synchronicity is a wonderful thing. I bought some black beans a year ago, just because they looked so beautiful and shiny and black in their plastic packet. And black is my favourite colour, as you know. Not having had them before, and having no idea what to make with them, they languished in the cupboard.  So earlier this week I spotted the packet, lying lonely and sad and unused, and was wondering what to do with them. And I swear, that very same day I saw a recipe in a magazine for Moros y Cristianos, a traditional Cuban dish. The recipe also had chorizo as an ingredient (although this is not traditional) and I just happened to have a nice fat piece of chorizo in the fridge.

(Black beans, rice, onion, tomato, chilli, garlic, bayleaf, oregano, crushed caraway seeds and chorizo).
It was meant to be, and it was goooooooood ...
My picture, having been taken at night with a flash, and while it was still bubbling away on the stove, really does not do it justice.