I am feeling a little over canning. Today I made a batch of this apricot spread. Early this morning I went to a local farm stand and cleaned out their reduced section. While cost effective it also ensures you work with what you bought off the cheapie shelf that day. The first mistake I made with this spread was doubling the recipe. If a little bit is good, isn’t alot better? Well. It just wasn’t reducing and acting the way I wanted so I lost faith. I did make one of these handy dandy fellas which simplified matters this time round. There was some bubbling over so I scooped some out of the cooking pot and decided refrigerator jam it is! I will freeze two of the not pictured jars, refrigerate the others that have already been processed and roll with it. I was anticipating canning all day. Steam lost. Fermentation and refrigerator pickles have won out.
Making my trusty Nourishing Traditions cucumber pickles, these refrigerator bread and butter pickles, sauerkraut and tomorrow I will make kimchi so we can eat this constantly. Three children and Dad went on a hedgerow scavenge and came home with liters and liters of crab apples and ‘early’ (read: unripe) pears. Those will be dealt with tomorrow.
My first 1/2 bushel of romas of the season. These are being roasted, skinned and frozen. The next 1/2 bushel I hope to can using this recipe.
I have been thinking about the end of summer and August which always makes me think of Grace Braun. Specifically this album and since I cannot be too rigid (and I cannot listen to the same album for hours) I will throw in some 90’s punk/garage. Several old Thee Headcoatees and Delmonas mixtapes kicking around down in the basement. I am in the process of digging out old cassettes with which to preserve by. Then of course I must listen to Car Talk. Who ferments without Click and Clack? I start to go a little nutty in the kitchen with just my thoughts.