Showing posts with label pickled beets. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pickled beets. Show all posts

Sunday, September 7, 2014

Pickled beets, home made wine, welcome to the artisan lifestyle, dairy goats, juxtaposition

Thank you Dad!   That big  bag of beets will  all be in jars by Wednesday night!


Dad and Mom also brought a cooler full of cherries from the east side of the mountains.  Sweet cherry wine will be made.  It will  grow up next to the   blackberry wine that was started three weeks ago.  This has been a good year for fruit which means it  going to be a good year for wine.
I don't have to worry about Jimmy trying to play mad scientist with my wine this year.  We have plenty of apples and he is planning on making cider and applejack ( that should keep him  away from my cherry and blackberry nectar).  
This next two weeks will be all about canning and pickling.  We had one cold night that  stopped our beautiful tomatoes in their tracks. That same cold night sent my winter squash into hyper fruiting.  We will be dining on homegrown acorn and delicata  squash well into the fall.


Update on the family  visit:  I had an interesting  conversation with the niece  on the last day they were here.  I was futzing in the kitchen and she strode in purposefully and parked  herself confrontationally in front of me.    Niece: "Every thing here is home made."  (this a statement..not a question)  Me: "Well, almost everything".    Niece : (rather smugly) "not the bread".  Me: " there is a loaf  home made bread in the cabinet if you would like some ...and the biscuits we made ARE bread. ".    In response, she looks down at her feet and shuffles them a bit .  Then she looks up at me and says  "The chickens aren't home made."     Me: "No,  but four of them were born in the backyard".  This was met with a long pause and then she brightly says "the dog  isn't home made!".  I said "you're right. He isn't".  She has finally scored a point and she isn't going to let it go.  She says "the plates aren't home made!".  I said  "you're right  but, the rugs are  home made."   (her eyes acknowledge that we both get a point for that one!).  Her stance softens and she giggles and says "The stove isn't homemade!".  The giggle told me that she had found a file folder in her head  for the juxtaposition of lifestyles that she was experiencing.  Knowing that she had found what she was looking for and knowing I was still in my pajamas at 11:00 am, I gave the best response   for the situation...I   rolled my eyes at her and said " Why don't you go feed the chickens for me while I get dressed?".  She then bounced out the door ...on a mission.
It cant be easy for a new gen, plugged in ,streaming all day, everything instant,  eleven year old to find a place in her apriory for   slow sustainable  living.  But, then again,  maybe  the file folder she put it in  was the same one she has marked   'field trip to the zoo'.  Ya never know with kids.


Speaking of Zoo. Jimmy is starting to talk  about goats again.  He's been muttering about it since I told him baby sis is considering  dairy goats.  He wants to go to the Puyallup fair  this week to  see what they have.  I was all for getting goats when we first moved in but now....not so much.  If Jimmy wants goats he has to take 100 percent responsibility for them. So, we will see  how that turns out.  'sides..... if baby sis goes into  goat  raising, I'll be her first and most loyal customer.    The best part of living the artisan lifestyle is  having trade agreements with  other people who are living the artisan lifestyle.  DD and I are already talking about the delicious smoked gouda we are going to make once we find a  reliable source for  reasonably priced goat milk.  We are really hoping that source will be baby sis.
DD is proof that  the artisan lifestyle can be lived even if you have a full time job.  She  keeps her family fed with nutritious homemade meals  while practicing animal husbandry and vegetable gardening. 
To DD and Baby Sis..... Welcome to the artisan lifestyle!  We are glad you are here. The FIRST rule of artisan lifestyle is  Always talk about your artisan lifestyle. Brag about what you are doing, what you have made and what you are going to do next.   The world should know that you are saving it one homegrown  green bean at a time!

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

A day in the Artisan Life, Etsy (somebody buy something please), wake up the chickens, adventure at Joannes fabrics, aggressive relaxation, xbox 360 Borderlands, pickled beets, good wine, good food, good conversation

So, sometimes I have these days that are a deconstructionist's fantasy montage. Yesterday was one of  those.
5:45 am Up and refueling with a cup of Browns Mexico coffee (Jimmy likes new world products, I prefer Ethiopian) Sometimes I like to get the drop on the chickens and wake THEM up!
6:03 read internet news ( a daily occurrence)  checked email and various favorite sites.
6:30 listed a painting on etsy. Seriously, somebody buy something!.... my studio is overflowing!
7:00 Answered some emails
8:00 - ish Jimmy finally crawls out of bed (I let him sleep cuz he had a hard night of  xbox 360 borderlands)  I read a swillish historical  romance for the next half hour with my final cup of coffee and do a breakfast thing.
8:30 Cleaned kitchen
9:00  Cleaned chicken coop and retrieved yet another egg from the floor. After we hyper cleaned, debugged and winterized the coop 3 weeks ago (which included debugging the girls) The girls started laying on the floor of the coop. Cant seem to convince them to get back into the nests.
9:30 Cleaned and pickled 5 pounds of beets
11:45 finished beets and went with Jimmy to get lunch and then a trip to Joannes fabric for halloween and basic sewing supplies.  This was the roughest part of the day cuz tis the season at Joannes.  Wile I was comparing  threads and looking for appropriate machine needles I left Jimmy at the pattern book table to search for  a chaps pattern. Here it gets sticky cuz he was complaining long and loud about the primitive search  through books.  He thinks it should all be computerised. He wanted to be able to put in his search parameters and have everything pop up on a screen.  He pissed off all the little old ladies and one young hipster chick with his  bitching. I arrived back at the table just in time to stop a flash mob and save his life. Then..... had to listen while we stood in line for 20 minutes to get our fabric cut... and .... all the way home..... about how he dug through every pattern book, wasting a half hour of his life only to discover that Joannes had NO chaps pattern. The whole trip was exhausting!
2:30 We arrive home and I now need some ME  time (thank you Joannes for being designed to annoy men past enduring them).  Even though it is not yet grooming day I decide to mask, exfoliate, remove some fine excess facial hairs and do some tapping and qigong while listening to Steven Halpern balance my chakras with the assistance of  a stick of dragons blood.  Jimmy actively avoided coming in the house while I aggressively 'relaxed' for an hour (sometimes he shows great wisdom)
3:30 Made a sweep of  the house with a quick run of the vacuum and began to feel a bit more charitable towards the world
4:00 Put newly pickled beets in the canned goods section of the garage and started   a batch of homemade bread for dinner. Went out to my  'winter' garden and pulled some baby greens for salad.... effectively thinning the lettuce as I went.
4:30 Worked on some studies while the bread rose
5:00 The house smells great, I look great, I have accomplished  enough today to make me feel productive so I invite Jimmy to choose a bottle of wine and proceed to  actively work on a delightful pasta dinner
6:00 pm Dinner, wine and good conversation (with gratifying appreciation from Jimmy  over the homemade bread and home grown salad)
8:00 pm dishes are done, pajama pants donned, and we settle on the couch under the handmade afghan with the rest of the bottle of wine for two hours of selected programs (Boardwalk and Dexter)
10:30 pm Crawl into bed and read more of swillish historical romance before  heading into the arms of Morpheus.
  Yep!  Just a day in the Artisan life

Saturday, October 2, 2010

Dried herbs, classic jars and lids, pickled beets,hot pickles, homemade wine, harvesting basil and tomatoes, southern hot chow chow, spiders are gone

All in a days work ... Ok all in a summers work. 
Sorry for not posting yesterday, Here is what I was doing:
Pulling cleaning and drying what I believe are the last of the herbs.
From left to right:Thyme,rosemary,parsley,tarragon and sage.


All herbs stored in my very cool 1920's jars, some with the original glass lids


Hot pickles and pickled beets. Not to be opened until January 2011 
That's it for today boys and girls..... gotta go harvest some green tomatoes for southern  hot chow-chow.Then I gotta harvest all of Jimmy's beautiful basil and get it hanging to dry. The spiders have all disappeared from the yard so I'm thinking cold weather is on its way. Gotta get it all done so I can park myself, guilt free, in front of the fire with a glass of home made hot spiced wine!

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