When the youngest has his big nap of the day I get ants in my pants about what exactly I will choose off my never ending list. If I pick one thing I will be in the middle of it and wishing I picked something else. Lately the only constant is canning. And I enjoy doing it. I love knowing there are jars of things in the basement. Sometimes I stand there and just stare at them. In the winter I will remember picking things with my family when it was warm out and we scoffed at cold winter days. But those days will be here, this I am certain.
Don’t mind my messy handwriting on those jars. It’s only if what is inside tastes good that counts.
I was happy we had an abundance of concord grapes this year as last year we didn’t and I was sad about it. This year I didn’t sigh out one complaint about skinning each of those grapes (well I kind of did just now).
This is my newest attempt…fruit cocktail. I realize many people don’t like it but it is a staple here in our pantry. I used a few maraschino cherries which is horrible but when you are a child the cherry in fruit cocktail is the best part. And it defeated the purpose to buy fresh cherries at $5 a pound that looked terrible anyway.
As a family we mostly eat these plums and pears. They are good when you are craving something sweet but don’t want to commit to a hefty dessert.
I wish I could photograph myself in a gourmet kitchen canning away in heels and a flowery dress with perfectly coordinated gingham apron. This is my kitchen right now…
I will be glad when it is all done, this has been an ongoing project that life interrupted. I will be so happy when it is complete!