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!



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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