 Then we took them inside and we sat at the dining room table and shucked them, putting the beans in a jar. They had grown in a full range of flavors. The beans I dropped into the jar were yellow, orange, cotton candy pink. I set aside one of the big, fat, creamy pods for Charlie to see when he got home in case he didn't want to believe me. Well, even with that pod, he thought it was some kind of elaborate prank.