Black beans weren't something I grew up on, in fact – beans were usually a slow-cooked pot of gooey yumminess of honey beans. Often the beans were eaten with a starch like yams, dry cassava (gari), or fried yellow plantains to name a few. Now I'd see black beans in the canned food section and glanced passed the dry bags as I walked through the aisle – but Chipotle! Chipotle gave the black bean a different tune. Cue – happy dance. When I first had Chipotle – probably in 2011 (late bird – I know) the flavors of the rice, the beans, the salsa. Cue – happy dance. I've stopped eating at Chipotle but instead reached for the already made black beans in the Goya cans. This satisfied me ...
