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Monday, July 16, 2012

Beets- Window to My World

There's really nothing prettier than beets in jar! 
You can see part of my backyard in the jar reflection.
(For PICKLED BEET SYRUP recipe, scroll towards the
bottom of this posting.)
Here's our good 'ol canning equipment.

Water is so luscious, isn't it? 
A humble unpeeled beet, steaming in the pot.

Boiling beets are pretty/ugly- look like little monsters!

Then you peel 'dem beets!

An' stick 'em in a jar witch-yor syrup!

An' before ya know it, ya got more jars joinin' da party!!

Well, all done, so I'm hangin' up my apron for the day!
But before I go, I'm going to give you my recipe for the beet syrup.
Don't forget to follow the canning instructions from companies like Ball or Kerr to make sure your beets are safe to eat come winter time!  I do not give you complete canning instructions here because they can tell it better than I can.  Link to Ball by clicking HERE.
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Pickled Beet Syrup
Enough to fill 6 (six) Quart Sized Jars ) with beets in them.
4 cups white vinegar (5% acidity) to 2 cups granulated white sugar
. Of course you’ll have to adjust how much you make according to how many beets/filled jars you have, but that is a pretty accurate ratio of sugar to vinegar. You need to warm this on the stove and make sure the sugar is dissolved. I like to taste it and make sure it doesn’t make me pucker up when tasting. If I do, then I add some more sugar.
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Another little tidbit:
This reminds me of the story of the little Red Hen- how she wanted everyone to help her with harvesting the wheat for the bread.– no one wanted to help, but she did it anyway and then they all wanted to eat the bread without doing the work. The Good Little Red Hen gave them some anyway.. There’s a lot of steps to processing your own food out of the garden, but it’s worth it. America , at one time, was an agrarian society. Just about everyone had a garden. No more...The last thing I have to say is- thank God for farmers - because without them, we wouldn’t have all the food we have to eat. So if you want to go back to your "roots," plant a garden, or a least a little pot of tomatoes.

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And as Forrest Gump would say:
"Have a Nice......Day!"
XXOO, BB

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Sarah J.


Peony: This is my Sarah J. Bebe says she is the practical one in the family. She says she has her two feet in the ground.
Bebe: Peony! Not IN the ground! She has her two feet ON the ground!
Peony: Okay! . . . but what exactly does that mean?
Bebe: It means she believes in keeping in touch with reality, not forgetting about what it means to live life daily, without your head in the clouds, like us! Like you must cook and clean up -- Every Day!
Peony: Like making my bed, and brushing my teeth?
Bebe: Yes, that's right. Sarah J. is a very "down to earth" woman. She lived a hard life at times. She used to can all her vegetables. Not only that, but she had a garden, a small apple orchard, and she raised chickens. She used to sell the eggs in town, when times were hard. She even midwifed a few times!
Peony: What's a midwife?
Bebe: Someone who helps bring babies into the world.
Peony: Like how you brought me into the world?
Bebe: Sort of, but not quite the same Peony!

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