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Since the weekend was el-stinko, as far as the weather went, and there was no way I was going to be able to do any of my outdoor chores, I focused my laser-like vision (hahahahahaha) on indoors. I had found a big jar of very old pinto beans (dry), so I decided to can them. For me, pressure canning requires two days, as I have the focus of a ping pong ball. Interestingly, two of the 10 pint jars did not seal. The flats were new, I did not overfill the jar. Hmmm. So it looks like chili is in my near future. I also made a pear upside down cake (GF), as I had a nice little pile of seckl pears. And I was getting a half-bushel more. I made ham/bean soup, soon to be canned. I made great breakfast bars for the barn - a recipe from my mother - that is easy and good (oats, raisins, egg, brown sugar, cinnamon, milk,...) I made good headway on the latest project on the needles, a woolen cardigan, knit from bulky yarn. I did my laundry, hung it inside, cleaned five bathrooms (3 at my mother's), vacuumed, dusted (gasp), did mounds of dishes, brushed both dogs (I am STILL getting a woodchuck-sized ball o' fuzz off Bernice), and listened to the first four discs of a recorded book on Thomas Jefferson.
I had a friend to dinner last night and tested a new recipe that, luckily, turned out great - it's an African based stew made in one pot. Of course, not reading the directions closely as usual, I almost missed the fact that it needed to be made in the traditional method, which included preparations begun six hours before cooking! And -- are you ready for this? -- it included sweet potatoes, of which I managed to grow FIVE. I am so excited. It was enough of a success (tiny), that I will try them again next year.
Today we are weathering the remnants of Karen, and I am sitting here hoping that all the hatches have been battened. I dislike sitting in the midst of a storm, thinking about it raging over my Little Lucky Farm without me.