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Aug. 15th, 2011 10:41 amI was industrious yesterday.
I got up early and went to the farmers market in order to obtain fresh peaches for making jam. I survived the very difficult task of tasting each sample offered to find the best peaches in the market. Unfortunately for me, the best tasting ones were also the smallest ones. This would lead to difficulty later.
Before I left the market, I also picked up an apple turnover and a jar of peach butter. I now want to put peach butter on everything. It is ridiculously good.
After that, I ran some errands and picked up essentials for a day of baking/cooking madness.
First I made homemade frosty paws. I used this recipe as a starting point but reduced the amount of yogurt and honey. The dogs tried some later after it had chilled. They absolutely loved them. Yay!
After dinner, I started the long crazy process of making peach jam. I sorta winged the recipe based on a couple recipes online. It gelled properly, so at least I processed it correctly! Now I need to taste test a jar. (But not until I finish my jar of peach butter!)
I had a hard time getting the skin off some of the peaches. To make things even worse, I had to use a ton of peaches because they were so tiny. It took me an hour to peel them all. And I misjudged how many peaches I needed, so I was about a cup short and had to recalculate sugar and pectin amounts. What a bother.
Everything was going fine after that though, until I had to spoon the hot jam into the jars. Now I see why so many people suggest a canning funnel. I can't believe how badly I burned myself. Hot jam is MOLTEN. Next time I make jam, I'm getting a funnel. That was horribly painful. And scarring.
This morning I continue my industrious madness by making biscuits to eat with my peach butter. They are rising right now. Should be ready to pop into the oven very soon. (Which is good because I have to leave at 11:30 for an appointment.)
This afternoon, I intend on making chocolate marshmallow cookies. And for dinner I will make sloppy lentils. I really hope it works. Since ben and I only eat meat 2 times a week at most, we never cook meat at home anymore. Which means we never have sloppy joes.
I got up early and went to the farmers market in order to obtain fresh peaches for making jam. I survived the very difficult task of tasting each sample offered to find the best peaches in the market. Unfortunately for me, the best tasting ones were also the smallest ones. This would lead to difficulty later.
Before I left the market, I also picked up an apple turnover and a jar of peach butter. I now want to put peach butter on everything. It is ridiculously good.
After that, I ran some errands and picked up essentials for a day of baking/cooking madness.
First I made homemade frosty paws. I used this recipe as a starting point but reduced the amount of yogurt and honey. The dogs tried some later after it had chilled. They absolutely loved them. Yay!
After dinner, I started the long crazy process of making peach jam. I sorta winged the recipe based on a couple recipes online. It gelled properly, so at least I processed it correctly! Now I need to taste test a jar. (But not until I finish my jar of peach butter!)
I had a hard time getting the skin off some of the peaches. To make things even worse, I had to use a ton of peaches because they were so tiny. It took me an hour to peel them all. And I misjudged how many peaches I needed, so I was about a cup short and had to recalculate sugar and pectin amounts. What a bother.
Everything was going fine after that though, until I had to spoon the hot jam into the jars. Now I see why so many people suggest a canning funnel. I can't believe how badly I burned myself. Hot jam is MOLTEN. Next time I make jam, I'm getting a funnel. That was horribly painful. And scarring.
This morning I continue my industrious madness by making biscuits to eat with my peach butter. They are rising right now. Should be ready to pop into the oven very soon. (Which is good because I have to leave at 11:30 for an appointment.)
This afternoon, I intend on making chocolate marshmallow cookies. And for dinner I will make sloppy lentils. I really hope it works. Since ben and I only eat meat 2 times a week at most, we never cook meat at home anymore. Which means we never have sloppy joes.


