Yesterday’s rain and wind blew through last night and the night was chilly, it was quite cool this morning still blowing strong making it feel colder. Animal chores were done and after not making it to the Farmers Market in a few weeks, we headed in to town to get breakfast and shop at the Farmers Market. We knew today was a home football game that always makes traffic worse and eating in local restaurants nearly impossible. We didn’t know that it was Homecoming, there must have been 40 people waiting in the cold to get in to the little local diner where we often get our breakfast on Saturday. The Waffle House and fast food places all had lines. A little further out, not in walking distance is a bagel shop and we got there, got breakfast and sat down just as the line snaked out the door.
It was cold enough to warrant my winter coat, a knit hat, and gloves for the market, but veggies, bread, and meat came home for the week. One stall has whole hog sausage, fresh mozzarella, and fresh cultured butter. The Italian sausage and fresh mozzarella purchased decided dinner.
Once home, the huge 2 gallon bag of frozen red cue balls that have been in my way were dumped in the sink, some warm water run over them so the skins would slip off, chopped with the big butcher knife and seasoned with onion, garlic, and Italian herbs and set to simmer. When started, I wasn’t sure if it would be pasta sauce or pizza sauce. My recipes are basically the same but the pizza sauce if reduced until it is thickened. There is 1 ripe tomato sitting in the kitchen window, it will be part of my breakfast tomorrow with a scrambled egg and a slice of toasted bread.
Because of the morning’s purchases and because we really like pizza prepared from scratch at home now that I have a crust we like, the decision was to reduce it to pizza sauce. Seven half pints were canned plus one left out for dinner. I had them about half canned when I remembered that I hadn’t added citric acid or lemon juice, so pulled them from the canner and we left to take a walk in the woods and around the pond.
The pond always had a dozen or so geese and ducks, but this huge flock must be passing through and taking a feed and rest break. There must have been more than 100, diving and honking at each other.
The walked relieved my frustration at myself for forgetting the lemon juice and once home, each jar was unsealed and reheated, lemon juice added and re-canned with fresh lids.
Other than enchilada sauce once the Anaheims are all dry and toasted, the canning is done for this year. There are many jars of Rotel style tomatoes for chili, plain canned tomato sauce, pizza sauce, apple sauce, bbq sauce, and jams to enjoy this winter.
The remaining cup of sauce with the local sausage, fresh mozzarella, Farmer’s Market red onion, our own green peppers and pizza was made. The trouble with making it is that one pizza is too big for the two of us and neither of us like cold pizza, so we both always eat too much and one slice always goes to the chickens.
When I went to the fiber retreat last month, I came home with 2 pounds of fiber. One pound was more of some that I had purchased at Shenandoah Fiber Festival as I decided to spin and knit myself another sweater. The other pound was a light green alpaca/merino blend. Almost half of that has been spun and is to be plyed.
Once it is plyed, I think I will change colors for a while. Tomorrow I am going to introduce spinning to a new wanna be spinner. Hopefully she will fall in love with the art as I have. And later this month, I have two new wanna be’s to teach.