Roasted, that’s the “normal” preparation. And salted. Get them at any baseball game. Great bars in the north serve them and tell patrons to discard the shells on the floor. I like those bars because I like peanuts. But boiled? Gross.
So I tried them. I think they have a branding problem. They’re not peanuts … call them “Southern Edamame” and us Northerners would gobble them up. They’re salty and good but squishier than a roasted nut — like an edamame. Not bad.
Then there are fried ones. Deep fried like the chicken served everywhere, including gas stations. Not breaded, though. Taste like a roasted nut, but you can eat the shell without getting a dry-mouth salt bomb. I like these too, but I’d still go roasted given the choice. Just how I was raised. But I’ll never turn down a peanut. Especially served alongside a beer.