Friday, November 30, 2012

Cheese, Apples, and Love

To quote John Lennon, life is what happens when you're busy making other plans. And I've had a lot of life happening lately.  In September we were blessed by the birth of our little man, and now with two children I've been immersed in an exercise of letting go.  Letting go of expectations, letting go of chores, letting go of all those things that are unnecessary...and of course, redefining what necessary is.

With that in mind, I've given a lot of thought recently to the things I enjoy.  For a time I was afraid that all my crafty homestead endeavors were more of a "have to" than a "want to."  And as I thought more about the "wants," I discovered I wanted to be more "homesteady" (yup, I made that up) and less "crafty."  In that vein, I've recently accomplished a few things that I'm excited to share. 
 
But before I get into that, I wanted to share some beautiful crafty/homesteady gifts I've received recently.  These gifts came for my birthday, Christmas (a little early), and some just because my friends are incredibly lovely and thoughtful.   So I snapped a pic of this gifted love.

Included:  The Ball Complete Book of Home Preserving, a gorgeous necklace by the incredibly talented and inspiring Andrea Scher, and a jar of delicious gooseberries in syrup and another of homemade pickles.   

I am so lucky and grateful!!



While I haven't attempted anything from the Home Preserving book, I have ventured into a different homesteading activity this week...cheesemaking.

Several months ago while picking up canning materials at the local Farmers Supply, I spied this cheesemaking kit.


I had read about Ricki Carroll and her cheesemaking skills in the book "Animal, Vegetable, Miracle" by Barbara Kingsolver, and had often thought about seeking her out seeing as she lives here in western Mass.  But the kit seemed relatively straightforward and a better alternative to stalking so I bought it. 

This week we finally got around to making our first batch of cheese. I think I had been hesitating because I was scared I would suck at it.  In the end the most difficult part about it was keeping a close eye on the temperature of the milk...seriously.  While I thought the directions looked daunting at first, in the end it was so easy I could have kicked myself for not trying it sooner.

This was our end product, 1 lb of fresh and insanely tasty whole milk mozzarella.


The kit comes with supplies to make 30 batches of either mozzarella or ricotta.  Even if you aren't into the homesteading thing this kit is totally worth it, and more economical when you factor in the general cost of fresh mozzarella compared to the cost of the kit ($25), the cost of a gallon of milk, and the sheer number of batches you get out of it. 

This week I also busted out my excalibur food dehydrator for the second time this year.  I had been drooling over this dehydrator earlier this year and decided to bite the bullet and buy it.  Well, I had a pretty rotten first experience with it this summer trying to dry basil from my garden.  The instruction book(s) I have list herbs as taking 6 hours total for drying.  Now, I know that's a guideline and not a hard and fast rule, but after 13 hours my basil wasn't anywhere near dry.  In all, it ended up taking 36 hours over three days for the basil to dry. 

I emailed the company, wondering if it was operator error or if I got a defective machine.  They replied that basil takes at least 24 hours to dry because of the high oil content.  I iterated that that would have certainly been helpful if they had indicated that in either of the two books I had (which they wrote/published) under the basil sections. : / 

So this week I picked up my new pampered chef apple peeler/corer/slicer and decided to see if I could make some apple rings in the dehydrator.  The peeler part of the peeler/corer/slicer really leaves something to be desired, but the corer and slicer did a great job making thin apple rings. I soaked the apples in pineapple juice to help retain their color, and popped them into the dehydrator, setting the timer for 12 hours (per book instructions.)  About three or four hours later they were done.  I'm guessing it took such a short time because they were so thin (the book instructions call for 1/4" slices) and I only used three trays worth of apples. The excalibur has redeemed itself...for now :)
     

I'm not sure when or what my next adventure will be, but it sure feels good to do the things I love.  

Thursday, July 12, 2012

Do or do not...

It really should have been a more ritualistic sacrifice.  There should have been a ceremonial burning, an offering to the gods.  But nope, it just went into the recycle bin.

I'm talking of course, about my "to do" list.

I'm a fan of making lists.  In the Myers-Briggs type indicator, I'm a "J," which means I'm insanely organized and a preparer.  I make lists for everything, traveling, work duties, stuff to buy, personal achievements, things I want to learn, things I want to teach my kids, etc.  Lists themselves are not inherently bad.  At their best they help keep me focused or ensure that I don't forget a toothbrush when leaving on a jet plane.  But at their worst, they keep me appraised of all the things I'm not doing, all the ways I'm not living up to my potential, all the things I could, should, need to accomplish, or I won't be worthy enough.

I've justified having the list(s) for a long time, I've avoided the truth behind some of them.  I've said, no, they aren't damaging at all, they're important, they're goals, they're something to shoot for.  They're dreams and wishes and are totally innocuous.  "*fingers in the ears* LALALALALA not listening to you!!!" I have journals full of lists, I have lists on random pieces of paper, I have lists in prominent places to serve as a daily reminder.  I even have lists on this blog.  Despite each of these lists, I seem to constantly find myself struggling with the answer to "what are things you do that make you happiest?  What do you enjoy?  What do you want to do?"  It's like a big flashing neon sign comes up each time that says "I have absolutely no idea."

So I decided to start out with the most important list I have.  The one that's my personal to do list.  It has things to do now, things to do later, things to buy, and future goals.  And I just chucked it.  Poof, gone, finito, IN THE BIN.  If what was on it is really important to me, if it's something I really want to do, to buy, to accomplish, I will do it.  I won't need prompting, I won't need a reminder.  And if I do, maybe I didn't really want to do it so badly in the first place.

Master Yoda, (c) George Lucas, Wookiepedia
I think my lists have also been a way to procrastinate.  To put "get healthier" on a list implies that I need a plan to do so.  I can't just start.  So instead I heed the long heard, but seldom understood, wisdom of Yoda.  Do or do not, Kate.  There is no try.

Here's to liberation.  :)    

Sunday, July 1, 2012

A Homesteading Weekend

My life took a giant step forward on the homesteading front this weekend. It was rather exhausting, but also exhilarating at the same time.

With strawberry season coming to a close I decided that it was time to dive in to jam making.  This is something I've always wanted to do, and the thought of jams, jellies, pickles and other preserved goods sets my soul a tingling...strange perhaps, but each step forward brings me a step closer to the sustainable lifestyle I hope someday to achieve. 

This past week I had been searching strawberry jam recipes on line, and found one I liked.  So yesterday, Peanut, Hubby and I hit the local farmers supply store to get the canning materials.  We purchased a large canning bath, a magnetic lid lifter, a large funnel, a jar grabber, a box of pectin and two dozen Ball jar sets.  The folks at the store were hugely helpful, and in all the materials cost less than $75.  What we got was good quality too, so overall I felt great about the investment! 

We then headed to Nourse Farms in Whately, MA for our berry picking extravaganza.  I was planning on getting three quarts of strawberries, and hopefully the same of raspberries.  Given that it's tail end of strawberry season, and very early raspberry season, that was probably a little too idealistic.  In the end, we felt good that we were actually able to get three quarts of strawberries, and a pint of raspberries.  We also got a pint of really delicious (though really small) blackberries.  I realized though why bears eat blackberries so much, they have enough fur to protect them from the thorns!  I have the battle wounds today to prove my victory over a pint of blackberries. (Ouch) Not to mention the blue and purple hue my skin and clothes took over. 

Today was jam making day.  To say I was nervous would be an understatement.  :)   As we cut strawberries, I had to remind myself to breathe, and that this was supposed to be fun, not scary.  But the perfectionist in me was terribly frightened of anything going wrong.  Needless to say, I didn't get a whole lot of photos of the actual jam making process, because I was so focused on doing it!  However, I did manage to snap two pics, one of the containers of sugar/pectin/lemon juice ready to go, and our strawberries prior to hulling. 


 We sterilized our jars and bands in the dishwasher, and then sterilized the covers in the canning bath.  We cut and mashed the full three quarts of strawberries, which in the end netted us about 5.5 cups.  In the end, I followed the recipe that came with the pectin box (thanks for the tip Naturalista!) Which basically called for the strawberries, a box of pectin, a quarter cup of lemon juice and 7 cups of sugar.

In the end I was worried that the covers wouldn't be sterilized in time, but they were and with the help of my awesome hubby we filled 11 ball jars of jam, covered and screwed on the bands, and set them back into the canner for processing.  When our 10 minutes of boiling were up, I used my handy jar grabber to pull them out and put them on a towel on a cookie sheet.  As I laid each one down, the glorious sound of the covers sealing (pop!) filled the air.  Now, we leave them in a safe place for 12-24 hours, after which we will check to see if they've actually sealed and are safe to eat.  SQUEE!!!!!!!


I am just honestly over the moon about all of this.  I'm really, really hoping they're all sealed and they've all gelled properly.  They say to give the jam a couple of weeks to fully set, so hopefully after that time we will be enjoying the literal fruits of our labor this weekend. 

Hooray for jam!!!

Saturday, June 2, 2012

The Big Bad Garden in All its Glory

So the garden (as far as I can tell) is completely planted for the season.  Included are 20 garlic plants, 8 san marzano plum tomatoes, 8 sungold tomatoes, 6 romaine lettuce, 6 green leaf lettuce, 6 orange bell peppers, 6 genovese basil, 2 red peppers, 2 german chamomile, 1 sage, 1, rosemary, 1 oregano, 1 cilantro, 1 chive, 1 pineapple sage and 1 pickling cucumber.

Peppers

Tomatoes...soon to be staked

Herbs, several of which I grew from seed!

Loads o' lettuce

The lone pickling cucumber

Garlic
 
We've been harvesting a bunch of lettuce and just got all 20 scapes off the garlic plants.  I still can't believe how early they came in...I'm thinking the garlic itself might be ready to harvest starting at the end of this month.

Speaking of early harvests, it's just about strawberry season (SQUEE!!!!)  and I've printed out a list of places in our area that do pick your own.  I fully intend to pick the sh*t out of some fields this year, and hopefully try making jam for the first time.

*Sigh*, I love this time of year!

Thursday, May 17, 2012

Frah-gee-lay...I think it's Italian.

A couple of weeks ago, an amazing day happened.  It was called "Plant a Kiss Day," celebrated on 4/29/12, and it was a day where people spread random joy and love into the world.  From organizing a bubble flash mob, to cleaning a park, to leaving fortune kisses for arts festival attendees, 16 female bloggers from around the country set out to spread a message of hope, kindness and sharing through one small act.  The inspiration for this came from Amy Krouse Rosenthal's book Plant a Kiss.  

As an added bonus to plant a kiss day, the bloggers organized a blog hop party, in which prizes were given to lucky commenters who read about their individual plant a kiss experiences.  I've done something similar only once (left a random note in a chair at Starbucks, that said "to whomever reads this, you are loved, and you are ENOUGH"), but I loved doing it, so I excitedly joined in on reviewing each story  from these amazing and inspiring women.  Of course, I was also excited (akin to Ralphie's dad) at the idea of "winning a major award," though I certainly didn't expect it.  

Kinda glad it wasn't a fishnet leg lamp :)
SURPRISE!  I was a blog hop winner!!!  Woo hoo!!!  I was fortunate enough to receive a box of Fortune Kisses and a business card organizer from the fantastically crafty Kelley Walker.  The package came in the mail yesterday, and I opened it excitedly at work today.  I opened a fortune kiss that reads "the voyage of discovery is not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes."-Proust.  On the opposite side it reads "short form: explore."   Now comes the hard but exciting part...what to do with each of these lovely fortune kisses?  I could keep them all to myself, (I certainly love the inspiration) but where is the fun in that??  Well...other than in my juvenile mind where I add "in bed" to the end of every fortune.  :)  

I figure the first place to pay it forward is here on this blog.  If you'd like to receive a fortune kiss, and some extra crafty homestead love, leave a comment on this entry and I will send you a fun package!  Beyond that, the sky's the limit, and I'm looking forward to exploring it. 
 
 

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

The List of Happy...Circa 1999


I've been on a massive decluttering mission at the homestead.  Particularly in our bedroom.  Our 7 year old ikea bed broke the other night (specifically, the metal bar in the middle that holds the mattress up broke) and this started the impetus of making changes in the bedroom.  In the midst of looking through our stuff, I found a folder of my writing from my teenage and college years.  The first thing I noticed was "damn, some of this stuff is REALLY good.  Screw you 9th grade English teacher for pissing on my dream of being a writer!" and the second thing I noticed was a list of happy I made (or more appropriate, a list of love) circa 1999 (age 21/22).  Given my last blog post, I thought it would be fun to share this list as well, and let you see the changes and similarities from two lists 13 years apart.  Enjoy!

The List of Happy, 1999

I love my mother, my family, Kevin, my friends...they mean more to me than anything else in this world
I love the sunset at the ocean in New England
I love music and the feelings it invokes
I love my European Beech tree, my spider plant and ivy and all other plants I own
I love living, laughing, smiling
I love really good food, and movies, and books
I love being outside, using my imagination, peace, understanding
I love moments of pure revelation, when there is a calm sense of order, like you got to sneak a peak at heavenly records
I love good memories, especially when I recall one that's been buried for a long time
I love knowing what is inside of me, finding true grace within me
I love that moment in crying when I start to laugh (and vice versa)
I love the colors cobalt blue and dark green
I love Christmas
I love being on stage, having people listen to me--I have something to say

Friday, May 11, 2012

The List of Happy

I've been trying to come up with a list of things that make me happiest lately.  I've made lists like this in the past, along with bucket lists, and to do lists, and much more.  (I like lists, a lot.)  And I think what's been holding me back with the list is worrying that it won't be all inclusive enough (what if i forget something?!?!...as if I could never change the list...I have to remind myself sometimes that the only rules I'm living by are my OWN) or that it won't be enviable enough (seriously, get over that one Kate) or that it won't include "accomplishments to have."  I'm journeying through the idea that accomplishments are not what they're cracked up to be and that it's not about what you do, but about what you love.  Do I really care if I learn Italian?  Will it get me one more day on this earth at the beach?  No, and being at the beach is what I want!  :)  

Today I visited www.superherojournal.com, my most favoritest blog on the web.  As I was looking through I saw that Andrea had written this guest post and it included this gem: 

"Let’s all make a list, a quick and dirty one, of what gives us energy, what lights a spark in us, what delights us." 

This finally gave me the impetus to write my list.  One that I didn't overthink, one that was complete stream of consciousness realization.  One that I said, "eh, that's complete enough for now."  And guess what, it made me happy. And that's what matters most. 


  • The beach
  • Time outside
  • Hearing a favorite song
  • An organized space
  • Seeing/hearing/experiencing something beautiful
  • A delicious warm beverage and a good book
  • Breathing in a delicious smell (wood stove, lilacs, the ocean are all favorites)
  • Violin music
  • The warm sun on my face
  • Flowers
  • Farms
  • Digging in the dirt
  • Laughing without hesitation and reservation, a deepbellysoulfuluncontrollable laugh
  • Good conversation
  • Being in a space/place/outfit that feels like *me*
  • Connecting with others, supporting each other
  • Learning something new and fun
  • Going somewhere I’ve never been (whether it’s the next town over or 5000 miles away)
  • Finding/eating at a great restaurant
  • Completing a crossword puzzle without looking up the answers
  • Massages
  • Discovering unexpected joy
  • Dreaming
  • Making something