Up until this time, I have only eaten lady peas twice in my life: once last summer, when I purchased a pound froma local produce stand; and the first time when my MIL and I shelled a “mess” of them in her front yard, under the big oak tree. Dead still air, sweat rolling off us. She seasoned them only with a little sugar and a lump of butter. Said anything else would overpower them. They’re hard to find in NW Ga. Imagine my dellight in finding you and your dried lady peas.