I don't know what possessed me, but I've been on a canning binge this past month. Normally I do a batch or two of pear sauce. And that's all. My neighbor has these amazing seckle pears that make super sweet pear sauce with great texture and no added sugar. But after a rather heavy pruning last year, there were no pears to be gleaned,
and this year my cupboards were feeling rather empty,
and the fruit at the fruit stands looked rather appealing,
and I went a little crazy.
It all started when my good friend Cassi did a day trip from Spokane to be my applesauce partner. We tackled several boxes of freshly picked apples from the Whitby's.
It is never safe to attempt applesauce without help.
We make a good team.
We make a good mess.
We always wonder why we do it.
In the middle of winter when we open a can of applesauce and enjoy it's fresh taste,
we remember why we do it.
Processing outdoors on the camp stove is a lifesaver.
After the applesauce came pears, which I always swear I will NEVER DO AGAIN. Until next year, when I forget and do it all over again because, like childbirth, I forget how much work it takes.
Then I did peaches for the FIRST TIME. They weren't as bad as pears and I know I will have to ration them because my kids will beg eat them everyday, all winter.
This is why I dislike canning... the big mess.
But, with a little help from my favorite stove cleaning product
and lots of elbow grease, it (usually) comes clean.
2 comments:
holy cow! those jars are BEAUTIFUL! happy eating :)
Thanks for being my canning buddy. I am so glad I have them, but I have been feeling really guilty about your stove top - I was really relieved to see that it came clean!
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