I'm a bit addicted to The Bachelor. It's sad. But true. I just had to admit that in a public forum and humiliate myself, really. Who will win Ben's heart? Enough already. I'll stop now.
I've been pretty sick this week, so I haven't done anything but hang out with some friends so that I could get them sick too. I'm such an awesome person that way. I know. But before Devin left and before I got sick from him, I made a round of grapefruit syrup, another couple of batches of Tangerine syrup, and a bottle of preserved Tangerines with rosemary. When they're done being preserved, I think I'll throw a few in the crockpot with some chicken breast and serve it with rice... it's sounding really good to me.
The night before Devin left, he and our friend Greg chopped down the Mulberry in front of our house. They had a lot of fun with it. Don't worry, we're not just overt tree murderers. The tree had some damage near the bottom, and we were afraid a storm would come and blow it over onto the house. AND, we just planted a whole heap of new trees to try to make up for it anyway. And I'm sending off for apples either today or tomorrow. So, we're not murderers. We did it in self-defense.
But I did tackle one project this week. Going through the stuff I jarred up last year and didn't use. Like the pickled bell peppers that I didn't like because they tasted like apple cider vinegar and not like peppers at all. I mean, they're pretty, but I'm never going to eat them, ever. And the pickled eggplant. Because really, you can only eat so much of it before it becomes well, disgusting.
I also emptied out the old Classico jars from our fridge and washed and sterilized them so that they'll be ready to can in again. Because guess what? Classico jars are Atlas Mason jars (which just so happens to be one of my favorite brands of Mason jars). The ones you buy in the store are 24 ounce jars (2/3 quart) and the ones you buy at Costco are 1 quart. They're shaped a bit differently and it takes a few uses to get the adhesive off the sides of them, but man, they're handy. And, it's a practical implementation of reduce, reuse, recycle, even if I'm horrible at remembering that I already have an open jar in the fridge.
The countdown to chickens is well under way, and I'm going to admit right now that I'm a bit freaked out about it. A lot freaked out about it. Awesome, right? Devin may or may not be home to take care of the little chirpers and while I'm increasingly coming to peace with the fact that we're going to have chickens in the back yard, I'm also increasingly anxious about having chicks in the master bedroom. Aye aye aye.
What We're Reading: Shesten - The Peculiars by Maureen Doyle McQuerry
Devin - I haven't a clue.
I've been pretty sick this week, so I haven't done anything but hang out with some friends so that I could get them sick too. I'm such an awesome person that way. I know. But before Devin left and before I got sick from him, I made a round of grapefruit syrup, another couple of batches of Tangerine syrup, and a bottle of preserved Tangerines with rosemary. When they're done being preserved, I think I'll throw a few in the crockpot with some chicken breast and serve it with rice... it's sounding really good to me. The night before Devin left, he and our friend Greg chopped down the Mulberry in front of our house. They had a lot of fun with it. Don't worry, we're not just overt tree murderers. The tree had some damage near the bottom, and we were afraid a storm would come and blow it over onto the house. AND, we just planted a whole heap of new trees to try to make up for it anyway. And I'm sending off for apples either today or tomorrow. So, we're not murderers. We did it in self-defense.
I also emptied out the old Classico jars from our fridge and washed and sterilized them so that they'll be ready to can in again. Because guess what? Classico jars are Atlas Mason jars (which just so happens to be one of my favorite brands of Mason jars). The ones you buy in the store are 24 ounce jars (2/3 quart) and the ones you buy at Costco are 1 quart. They're shaped a bit differently and it takes a few uses to get the adhesive off the sides of them, but man, they're handy. And, it's a practical implementation of reduce, reuse, recycle, even if I'm horrible at remembering that I already have an open jar in the fridge. The countdown to chickens is well under way, and I'm going to admit right now that I'm a bit freaked out about it. A lot freaked out about it. Awesome, right? Devin may or may not be home to take care of the little chirpers and while I'm increasingly coming to peace with the fact that we're going to have chickens in the back yard, I'm also increasingly anxious about having chicks in the master bedroom. Aye aye aye.
What We're Reading: Shesten - The Peculiars by Maureen Doyle McQuerry
Devin - I haven't a clue.
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