It feels like I have been canning all summer.
Oh wait… I have. Due to the early Spring (I AM a broken record) that stayed around until the actual Spring and quickly turned into summer, the plants in the garden that are doing fabulous (cucumbers) are keeping me on my toes, and I’ve been making dill pickles since late June.
*Quickie update on the 30 tomato plants: Blight . Big time. As of today, I have 16 tomatoes struggling to mature. I am one sad gardener. BUT, as all good gardeners do when they are having an off season, we shake off the losses and plan on what we will do better for the next year (I’m a Viking’s fan, so I have lots of practice in disappointment). For me, that is fertilizer. Organic, of course.*
Anywho, there are many other things to can up this time of year, and today I did 2 different things that I’ve never done before.
The first is garlic. A customer of Rick’s thanked him for all the hard work he put into working on her computer by giving him a ginormous bag of garlic that she grew. When I saw it the first things I thought was “WTF am I gonna do with 2 million heads of garlic?!?” I mean, I love the stuff, but I couldn’t possibly use it all before it would start to spoil. So I mentioned this conundrum to Nichole and she suggested canning it.
*Insert head slap here.*
So I did the research, and sure enough if you do it right, it can be done.
I spent a glorious afternoon on the deck peeling 368 bazillion garlic bulbs. By the time I was done, my fingers were on fire. It felt like I had burned through the outer layers of my skin and exposed every nerve ending there was.
But was was worth it. DUHHH!!!
Isn’t that a glorious group of garlic? (Say that 3 times fast!)
Following the brief guidelines from the National Onion Association and Rural Revolution, I crushed, boiled and pressured cooked those suckers into wonderful gifts of garlicky love.
These little jars are going to get me through the whole winter, by golly, with a few heading down to Nichole for her wonderful suggestion and of course Christine because she’s got garlic in her veins too.
Now the whole house reeks of garlic. I really wish someone would come up with a smelling app for times like this.
Since this has run kinda long, I’ll regale you with the second thing in my next post.
Here’s a hint: it’s wild.