Thursday, June 17, 2010

in a...


Pete has been wanting to make pickles for quite some time now. He has had the perfect pickle jar waiting empty on a shelf. Neither of us has wanted to deal with canning, although I do love the idea of it. Very Anne of Green Gables, but I'm afraid I don't have the patience for it, and I am a tad afraid of giving myself and my loved ones botulism.

Our problem was solved when we recently adapted this recipe for easy refrigerator pickles. We added a bay leaf and some corriander seeds, et voila!

Easy, no listeria, keeps in the fridge for 6 months!

So, until I have a pantry in which to keep my currant wine and pickled sundries, I will keep them in the fridge.

PS - Just fyi, I know that some of you reading this are very adept at canning, pickling, and jar-ing; I eat your preserved foods without fear. In fact I welcome the opportunity. It is only my own skill I question.
PPS - Happy Birthday, Elizabeth!

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

coming home

photo: PJV

I just came home on Monday night. I'd been gone awhile, out of my element, in another language; different landscapes, different food, different light switches, different way to flush the toilet, say hello, tip, dress, hold your fork, count on your fingers.

Coming home, I was acutely aware of the smell of warm wood in the stairwell, the feel of my key in the lock, the weight of my suitcase, the layer of dust, the wilt of my plants, the familiar feel of my own bed.



Greetings! Upon review of comments from people wishing to pay it forward, I discovered that only 4 people really qualified once eliminating (1) husband (2) me (3) Courtney (PiF originator who will receive a special thank you). So, I've decided that I'm going to send the remaining 4 commenters a special tiny treat from my recent travels: June, Tera, Alison, Katie. See, June, I told you your odds were good.


PS - I cannot guarantee timeline of treat delivery, and will be in touch for mail details.