Here we are, in the midst of the canning experience. Two quarts of peaches yesterday. The first batch of 7 pints of salsa in the canner today. Another 7 pints to come.
What have we learned? Peaches are a pain in the patoot. Blanche. Cook. Ladle. Boil. Now peaches are pretty fragile and all this handling can't improve the taste. I love peaches and vow to wait until some cold weather day to unscrew the cap and put on top of yogurt or cereal and see how they taste.
The recipe recommends using gloves when cutting up peppers and the middle finger of my right hand is proof of that for sure. I burned myself! But at least no boiling water burns (so far) and nothing untoward with knives.
Also, we are watching the Yankums beating the Tigers 11-9, although it was 11-2 just a minute ago. Not exactly a pitcher's dual. Many pitchers, for that matter.
Midge and Jay were fun! We toured Manhattan, eating and people watching and being moved by "The Horse."
Ken and I went up to Lake Minnewaska yesterday and threw ourselves into the Lake maybe for the last time. Depending on how long this batch of salsa takes, we may go up one last time.
Yours in the blogosphere...
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