Not much going on

Not a lot has been going on down here. It's apple harvest time, so I've been picking and drying apples from my back tree. The front tree isn't quite ready, and the other three trees were severely pruned, and didn't produce much, if at all.

I've also got more blueberries, and I tried my hand at drying them too. DISASTER!!!!! I had read somewhere that you had to blanch them before drying to remove a natural wax and to open cracks in the skin. So I blanched them, but left them in the hot water too long, so they got all gloppy and stuck together. I tried to dry them anyway. It did not work. Short story is, I had to throw away about three pounds of blueberries. :( And on top of that, I reread the book, and it was the grapes that had to be blanched, not blueberries. How I got that confused, I don't know. So I'll have to try again.

I also need to get out and start picking the blackberries. In fact, I'm going to go out and do that right after I finish this post. I'm thinking apple-blackberry butter, blackberry syrup, and blackberry jelly.

Pickled Eggs

I made pickled eggs today from the five doz I bought just before the fast. The recipe was simple: just vinegar, pepper, allspice, and ginger boiled together, cooled and poured over hard boiled and peeled eggs. It is supposed to take a month to brine, but I doubt that they will last that long. They may start to slowly dissapear starting on the 15th of August, at about 7:30 PM.

I'll let you know how they are coming then.

Watch This.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xJYvaLS-xOw

You will not like it.

This woman's mother is alive today because she was able to get a second opinion. A second option. A second chance. When Obama get's his national socalist health care put in place, there will be only one place to go. The Government. And then, where will the Jane Sturms of the world be? Taking an asprin, because God knows that it won't be worth the cost to use the really good stuff on old hags that have outworn their usefulness to society.

Life is always worth living, always worth protecting. There is never a time when it is good, for the person or a society, to take a life. This book says it all.

Why can't I read an Orthodox Callander?

I went shopping the day before yesterday. I got ham, butter, 5 doz eggs, milk was on sale, so I bought two gallons. Polish sausages. Cheese. Then I was reminded about the Dormition Fast.

Sigh.

One would think I would know what pink days mean.

The best blueberry pie EVER. Heck, the best summertime desert ever!

The other day, I went blueberry picking. I found this great place in Lynden, about 12 miles from my house. I 40 minutes or so, a friend and I picked 14 pounds of berries. And you can't beat the price at 1.50 a pound (at least until my three blueberry plants grow up.) So, what did I do with this bounty? A bunch went with the friend (I kept most, cause I paid for it) and most went into the freezer to be turned into jam when the weather turns sane again (95+ for the last three days or so. Its 'only' supposed to get to 85 today.) A large bowl is in my fridge for fresh eating.

But I made two of Kathleen Jones' fantabulous fresh blueberry pies. They are easy as heck, light, nothing bad in them.

I put them in a store-bought Graham cracker crust, and topped with canned whipped cream instead of making the cream cheese-whipping cream topping.

So, in a pot, whip together 1 cup water, i packet unflavored gelatin, 2 tablespoons cornstarch and 1/2 cup sugar. heat until it turns from cloudy to clear. Add 2 tablespoons lemon juice, and remove from heat. Do not let it boil. Add four cups fresh blueberries. Stir, put into the pie crust and refrigerate until it's set. It took me longer to type the directions than it took to make two of the pies!

Misadventures with Cherry Jam

OK, I will try this one last time without the pictures I took. I cannot get the pictures to go where I want them. This is one of those better late than never posts

A few weeks ago was the height of the cherry season, and I picked about 30 pounds of cherries off my tree. Most were pitted, bagged and frozen. They will be canned when the weather turns cool. A lot were eaten, or given away, and, as usual, I could not even reach the top half of the tree, so another 20 to 30 pounds of cherries were eaten by the birds or rotted on the tree.

But I did make two jams, Spiced Orange Cherry Jam, and a variation I made up called Citrus Cherry Raisin Jam

For the original jam, I ran out of sugar, and had to substitute brown sugar. I still came up about 2 cups short, so it didn't jell like it was supposed to. So I added a bag of powdered pectin and it came out really good. It was not overly sweet like so many jams are.

The next night, after I bought regular and light sugar, I tried it again. This time, I substituted a half pound of the cherries for a half pound of raisins. I put in three cups each of regular and brown sugar. It came out tasting real good. The only problem is, I spaced on checking the temperature (jams jell at 224 F) and I let it get to 236 F, which is closer to CANDY temperatures. So now, I have seven jars of tasty stuff that is too hard to use as a jam, and too soft to call a candy.

The Labrecque Clan Emerges

Wow! in the space of a couple of days, Ben, Cyp, and I all decide to post!?! What are the chances. Naomi, of course has been regular on her blog, of course.

And no, this is not the blog I was wanting to post. I just got to my blog, and saw that my younger siblings had posted.