Friday, October 9, 2009

a rainy day in Shohola

What do you do in Shohola when it's raining and your husband stayed in the city for a convention? Besides throw mushrooms for the little cat?


You make pickled beets.


You bottle blueberry wine.


You move the carrot wine from the primary to the secondary fermentation vessel.


You start a beef, barley, & mushroom stew in the crockpot.


You make drunken jelly from last weekend's vodka soaked fruit.

So what do you do when it's 5 pm and you've done all of the above and you suddenly realize you've been on your feet for hours and your back is killing you?

You clean up the kitchen!


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7 Comments:

At October 11, 2009 at 9:15 AM , Blogger Elizabeth said...

That would make a perfect kids' book! The cadence, the picture accompaniment, the "surprise" ending, the lesson. Next project.

 
At October 11, 2009 at 9:26 AM , Blogger Mark Hardy said...

Elizabeth is right! There really could be a nice market for this. Why did you leave out the wine that went with the cooking and that followed the cleaning up? It's a key ingredient.

My efforts pale in comparison. You remain my canning life coach.

 
At October 11, 2009 at 9:51 AM , Anonymous Leda Meredith said...

Sounds like my idea of a perfect day!

 
At October 11, 2009 at 12:06 PM , Blogger SaraGardens said...

Wow - those beets are beautiful. I think Elizabeth's idea is great - how about a children's book with occasional recipes (plus, of course, a larger role and many more pictures for Seven)...

 
At October 12, 2009 at 9:06 AM , Blogger Mum said...

Hi Ellen: Someone must have raised you right. You have the NH work ethic. I am impressed. XXX

 
At October 19, 2009 at 10:58 PM , Blogger Marie said...

That little cat really fetches mushrooms??? What does she do when you are in the big city?

 
At October 20, 2009 at 8:18 PM , Blogger Ellen Zachos said...

Yes, Marie, she actually fetches mushrooms! She'll chase acorns, but doesn't bring them back. In the city she does what every little sister does: torment her older (not really related) brother Sisko. She just wants to play, but in our tiny apartment there's no outlet for her so she gets VERY rambunctious.

 

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