I always say things like ‘this is the last time I’ll mention it’ or ‘I’m totally done complaining now’ but, with regard to the tomatoes, I’m not quite there yet. Almost but not quite.
At the end of it all I have 20 pints and 3 quarts of tomatoes. I only broke 1 jar and only almost blew the house up once. That a success, right? Read the rest of this entry »
Chief Equipment and Icebath Officers that is. We’re elbow deep in tomatoes here but slowly digging our way out. Chase actually helped me a little before I let her loose in that bowl of ice water there.
Chase has been asking for mac and cheese for the last two days. So we made a yummy baked mac and cheese for dinner. Chase requested it, helped and then ate it too! Amazing.
I thought about writing down the recipe and then scrapped that idea when I realized that it would read something like prepare the macaroni according to package directions. In the meantime and as soon as you get to the point where you realize you are too tired and lazy to make a bechamel for the cheese sauce, in a food processor, combine grated parmesan cheese, whatever cream cheese you have on hand, and the milk in the fridge leftover from lunch and blend until smooth. Well, you get the point. Not much of a recipe. Read the rest of this entry »
So I processed 4 pints of salsa last night. This place smelled like the Old El Paso factory. Of course by morning the smell of the salsa had mingled with some ripe bananas and coffee and it smelled, very strangely, more like Trader Joe’s. Read the rest of this entry »
Another gratuitous baby picture… sorry. We’ll be back to pictures of filled jars tomorrow. That’s because I spent $50 at the market this weekend and am determined not to let anything go bad. So I’ve been cooking my little fingers to the bone. Read the rest of this entry »
Trolls, trolls every day. I promised Chase yesterday that we could make cupcakes today. We turned them into get well cupcakes with troll cupcake toppers. This troll thing has been going on for an unbelievably long time. Read the rest of this entry »
Let’s just all go ahead and cross pickle packer off my list of potential careers. Why do I torture myself with pickle making?? My house smells like hot vinegar. Probably because I’m boiling a giant pot of it. There are dill fronds all over the kitchen. …back to slaving over the stove making pickles that I’ll never eat.
I would love to know how it’s 9:30 already. Ridiculous I tell you. I felt like I was on a roll coming out of yesterday so I was going to attempt pickles tonight but that’s not going to happen.
I have a real love hate thing going on with pickles. My grandmother made such good pickles and I just can’t seem to duplicate them. This will be the third year that I try them. If they don’t turn out that’s it. I’ll wave the white flag. Read the rest of this entry »
One batch down one to go. I kind of hated taking the first of my semi annual jam photos. There just aren’t that many ways to take pictures of jam. Also, this is the first day of the ice cream social sew along. I really have to get cracking. (The sidebar button links to the Flickr pool, lots of good ideas.)
Not too much going on around these parts. Avery is shaking things up a bit. Throwing her body all over the place to get from sitting to her belly. No big head bruises yet, so far so good. She also finally rolled from back to front unassisted a few days ago. I wonder what else she has in the works. (Seen here sporting her Sew Sweet Pepita shirt from the Keys. I may never have run the streets of Key West naked but I still had a good time there). Read the rest of this entry »