Whence the Whipple?

Whipple beansThe Whipple is a dry bush bean that’s pretty to look at—it’s maroon mottled with white—and said to be richly flavored. The bean is getting a lot of attention here in Oregon because it’s particularly well suited to our climate; it tolerates summer drought well and it dries down early, in time for harvest before the fall rains might cause it to rot. The Whipple was “a stand-out performer” in the Dry Farming Collaborative’s trials, held from 2017 through 2020. It’s such a tasty bean that it’s been added to the Rancho Gordo collection. So I’ve had it to my list to try in my own garden.

But I’ve been hearing crazy stories about this bean—that a pioneer family brought it over the Oregon Trail, and, contrarily, that it’s a favorite Southern heirloom. When my husband repeated the assertion, by a friend who grows the bean, that Martin Luther King loved to eat the Whipple whenever he was home in Atlanta, I had to find out the truth.

The woman who named the bean was pretty easy to find. On a short video available on the Internet, she has told the basic story of discovering and naming the Whipple bean. Though she is unnamed in the video, she is Marjory House, a longtime biodynamic farmer who lives near Cottage Grove, Oregon. She kindly told me the full tale of the Whipple bean as far as she has uncovered it.

Lee and Dana Whipple came to Oregon in the 1970s from Elgin, Illinois, where Lee had been a pastor for the Church of the Brethren, a pacifist Anabaptist denomination that holds the New Testament as its only creed. With other church members, Lee and Dana belonged to a family cooperative, through which they shared the work of raising their kids. During the Whipples’ time in Illinois, Martin Luther King Jr. came to Chicago to lead the Chicago Freedom Movement, which aimed to end slums and discrimination in housing. He arrived in January 1966 and stayed for a year. During this time, Dana told Marjory, Lee served as King’s secretary. But King never tasted the Whipple bean—at least not as far as Marjory knows.

Marjory met Dana Whipple in 1999, the year after Lee died. That’s when Marjory, then a fledgling farmer, arrived in Yoncalla to care for Dana and her farm. Dana was in her eighties, as were all the immediate neighbors, all of them Brethren. The Whipples and the other Brethren had come to the Umpqua Valley together to continue their cooperative arrangements (one, for example, designed houses for the rest). Lee founded a new Church of the Brethren congregation, in Springfield, served as a guest minister elsewhere, and traveled around the area talking to schoolchildren about Martin Luther King and the struggle against racism. Lee and Dana also kept a large garden, a vineyard (for juice, not wine), and an orchard. They devoted a whole room in their house to saving seeds.

Marjory found a bag of the speckled beans in a drawer in the seed room. She asked Dana about them. Dana didn’t have a name for them, but she said that she and Lee had grown them for about fifteen years. She said they were a prolific bush variety, “some type of cranberry bean.” This could be true; cranberry bean is a general term for beans first bred in Colombia as the cargamanto. But Marjory couldn’t find a cranberry bean that looked quite like this bean. So Marjory called it the Whipple.

A slight problem arose with the name: Douglas County had another Whipple family, whose ancestors had been much earlier Oregon homesteaders (Whipples came to Oregon in 1852 and 1853). Hence the notion that the Whipple bean came west on the Oregon Trail.

When Dana’s kids moved her to California, Marjory kept the bean seeds, and she grew them summer after summer. Each year, she shared some of the seeds with friends and at seed swaps. One year, about 2010, she planted all her remaining Whipple bean seeds at a new farm. Deer ate all the plants to the ground. Marjory was devastated, but the next year, at the Agrarian Sharing Network’s Spring Propagation Fair, Marjory found a big bag of Whipple beans. She’d given seeds to one person who had given them to another, and that person had saved plenty. Marjory got her beans back.

Without Marjory, the Whipple bean might never have been planted after 1999. Thanks to her and other seed savers, the beans are now popular among both gardeners and cooks in Oregon and beyond. For gardeners, the bean seeds are available from Adaptive Seeds and Siskiyou Seeds. For cooks, Rancho Gordo supplies the beans in 1-pound bags–when the beans are in stock, which they aren’t at this writing.

So you may have to grow your own. If you do, be sure to share some with other gardeners. And when you tell the story of the bean, get it right.

I would love to hear from people who have grown this bean, especially those who live outside of Oregon. How well has it performed for you?

A Bean Worth Drying: The Scarlet Runner

Runner beans, shelled and in the pod
The pink-and-purple beans are from green Scarlet Runner pods.

I was filling baskets with French beans and Spanish magic beans last summer when I noticed that some of my Scarlet Runner beans were ready to eat. Why in the world had I planted so many beans?

I was growing runners for the first time in at least seven years. I’d stopped planting them when my children had stopped asking me to erect bean tepees, which had never seemed worth the trouble of building. For years I had imagined the kids sitting inside a lovely live, green tepee on a hot summer day, making fairy houses or reading a picture book, and they apparently shared this fantasy. But it rarely came true. Hoeing in the tepee was difficult, so before long the space would fill with tall weeds. Watering was always troublesome, too. I would wrap a soaker hose around the perimeter of the tepee, but the hose would leak, from a tear or from a faulty connection, and form a mud puddle. And then one day the wind would come up and bend the tepee to one side, and, despite my efforts at straightening, the tepee would lean ridiculously for the rest of the summer. Unless I let it collapse altogether, picking the highest bean pods was nearly impossible; a ladder wouldn’t fit inside the tepee, and when I set the ladder on the outside the peak of the tepee was too far away to reach.

But last winter I realized that I missed the Scarlet Runner bean’s bright red flowers and meaty pods. I thought of an easier trellising system: I would anchor a cattle panel with metal fence stakes and then tie tall bamboo poles to the cattle panel. Our bamboo grows to only about fifteen feet, and runner vines can run longer, but I figured they could hang from the top, dangling their pods to within my reach.

And so in early summer I planted a small handful of Scarlet Runner beans and set up my sturdy new trellis. Now the first meaty pods had to be picked, or else they would get tough and fibrous. At the moment, though, I had no appetite for them. They were too few to bother blanching and freezing, and the kitchen refrigerator was stuffed full of other vegetables. Could I do as so many other gardeners did—enjoy the flowers and let the beans go? I was too frugal for that.

There was an obvious alternative: I could leave the pods alone now and shell them later. I had always saved shelled runner beans for later planting, but only a handful or two, and only at the end of the season. I’d never thought to save the whole crop for drying and eating.

Growing your own beans for drying takes dedication, especially in the Pacific Northwest. You’ve got to put the seeds in the ground early enough for the pods to fill and start drying before the fall rains begin to rot them. Rotting is especially likely with bush beans, which often rest their pods directly on the wet ground. And, assuming you can collect enough full, healthy pods, you might need an hour to shell enough little beans by hand for one family dinner.

Dry runner bean pods on the vine
The last of the harvest. Although the pods are stained with mold, the seeds within are flawless.

But runner beans are more amenable to drying than bush beans or any kidney beans. When provided with a trellis, runner beans hang their pods high, where they’re less prone to rot. The plants can survive a few light frosts. And because the seeds are big, about an inch long or longer, shelling goes fast.

Dry runner beans and podsThanks to a dry September and a fairly warm October (during which the plants did indeed withstand light frosts), I was able to put off harvesting the runner beans until after Halloween. Then I tossed the pods, in various stages of drying, into a tray in the greenhouse. In mid-November I shelled some. With ten minutes’ work I had a pound. As you can see, the shelled beans were beautiful, violet speckled with black.

To fully appreciate the beans as food, I decided to serve them plain. I soaked them and boiled them as I would any beans, and then puréed them with a little olive oil, salt, and smoked paprika. With fresh, warm homemade tortillas, this was lunch. The bean purée was greyer than refried pinto beans but delicious, with a smooth, creamy texture and a mild flavor lacking in some beany element that, I realized, I really don’t like.

What was this unbean-like bean? I wanted to know its place in botany, history, and cookery.

Botanists, I learned, call runner beans Phaseolus coccineus. The species name refers to the color of the blossoms—red, like cochineal—although in some varieties the blossoms are white. Unlike Phaseolus vulgaris—regular kidney beans—runner beans are perennial, though outside of the tropics we can grow them only as annuals. In the highlands of southern Mexico and Central America, where the beans originated, the seeds come in many colors—white, pink, purple, and black—and go by frijoles botil, ayocotl, or ayocote (note the similarity of the last two words to the French haricot). The starchy roots get so big in Mesoamerica that they too are used as food, although mine looked too skinny to bother with.

Many American gardeners love the Scarlet Runner bean primarily as a hummingbird attractant, yet this particular variety was developed by the hummingbird-less English, who at first used the flowers in bouquets. John Tradescant the Younger, a botanist who traveled to Virginia between 1628 and 1637, gets credit for introducing the bean to England. I doubt he found it in Virginia at such an early date, although Thomas Jefferson probably grew it much later at Monticello; the French name haricot d’Espagne suggests a more likely path of transmission. A century after the Scarlet Runner came to England, Philip Miller, through his Gardener’s Dictionary, popularized it as food, although he didn’t make clear whether he liked the bean green or shelled.* In any case, when the English eat runner beans today, they are nearly always in the pod.

Phaseolus coccineus is popular in Spain as a dried bean, but usually in a form with white seeds. In Spain you can buy packages of big white runner beans labeled as el judión de La Granja or judión de El Barco for your olla.

Mexico and Central America grow runner beans less than they used to, since the vines don’t fit well with modern monoculture. And Mexican and Central American farmers don’t grow the Scarlet Runner at all, at least not commercially. But they have their own favorite runner-bean varieties. Best known are ayocote morado, with pale lavender flowers and purple seeds, and ayocote negro, with big orange-red flowers and seeds that dry purple-black. Both of these varieties are available for gardeners from various little seed companies who advertise on the Internet. If you want to taste ayocote morado beans before planting them, you can order them for $7.25 a pound from California’s Rancho Gordo.

If Americans are now paying $7.25 a pound for imported purple runner beans, why aren’t we eating the speckled ones from our gardens? All runner beans, says the Rancho Gordo website, “are great with loads of garlic and wild mushrooms or just as part of a mixed salad. In Mexico, you find them served with a chile sauce or in a soup, but in Europe, you might see them drowned in good fruity olive oil and a squeeze of lemon juice before dusting with sea salt.” Isn’t that inspiring?

In December I shelled some more of my runner beans and made this vegetable stew:

Stewed Runner Beans with Tomatoes

2 tablespoons olive oil
½ pound onions, cut into wedges
½ cup diced red peppers, sweet or mildly hot
4 garlic cloves, crushed
1 quart canned tomatoes, with their juice
3 fennel seeds
2 pinches ground saffron
½ cup chopped parsley
Ground black pepper
12 ounces (about 2 cups) dried Scarlet Runner beans, boiled until tender with a
sprig of sage and a garlic clove
Salt

In a large skillet, sauté the onions. Add the peppers and garlic, and sauté until the garlic releases its fragrance. Add the tomatoes, fennel, saffron, and parsley, and twist the pepper mill over the pan two or three times. Break up the tomatoes with a spoon or spatula. When the mixture is hot, add the beans. Boil the mixture about 10 minutes, until it’s suitably thick. Add salt to taste, and serve with bread or rice.

I wish I’d taken a picture of this dish, so you could see how the beans stayed intact and took on a handsome deep red color, somewhere between brick and burgundy. The dish would especially please vegetarians, although it would also be excellent with cooked bacon or sausage slices added toward the end of cooking. And you could vary the seasonings; for example, you might add oregano, cumin, or bay.

Scarlet Runner beans for planting are easy to find. If you prefer, you might choose a closely related cultivar, such as Scarlet Emperor, an English type selected for tasty pods and sold by Nichols, Botanical Interests, West Coast, and Territorial. Painted Lady Runner bean, with bi-colored red and white blossoms, is available from Kitchen Garden Seeds, and you can buy Sunset Runner bean, with salmon-pink flowers, from Seed Savers Exchange or Pinetree.

 

*”Although this sort is chiefly cultivated for the beauty of its flowers at present, yet I would recommend it as the best sort for the table; and whoever will make trial of this, I dare say must prefer it to all the other kinds yet known.”