Well, there was no resting on our laurels this weekend. We were busy little bees, what with the glorious delivery of our brand-spankin’ new chest freezer on Sunday afternoon. (And it’s quite big, too! 14.8 cubic feet, I believe. Pete wanted to get the larger one, but I insisted on the slightly smaller version, because, as I put it “Hell no! It would be far too easy for you to murder me and hide me in the big one!” The lady standing beside us didn’t think that was as funny as we did.)
So what do you do when faced with a completely empty and giant freezer? You fill it!
I had, in a moment of impulsiveness, ordered an extra bushel of corn from our CSA. It may be true that I didn’t quite know how much a bushel was. Let’s just say it’s a lot. So much that I couldn’t lift the bag on my own. I initially thought that it was overkill, but after we froze 18 whole ears, about 30 cups of kernels, 1 giant bag of what I called “chowder corn” that was all mashed up and milky, and then left 8 more ears unfrozen and in our refrigerator, I felt a nice sense of success and preparation. It will be wonderful to be able to pull out a bag of fresh sweet corn in the middle of January, if it lasts that long. We eat a lot of corn. So much that I’ve been thinking to myself all day “hmmm…I wonder if we could get more.” I think if I said that out loud, Pete would go ahead and stuff me in that freezer, even if I wouldn’t fit comfortably.
But hoo boy that is not all we did! We also froze 3 pounds of green beans, made two pints of dilly beans (green bean pickles!) a pint of regular pickles, enough dough for four loaves of bread (which I’m going to finish tonight when I get home), a gallon of corn broth, three pounds of butter, 4 pints of fresh heirloom tomato sauce, homemade pizza (for dinner last night- with fresh tomatoes and eggplant), and a pound of homemade mozzarella cheese. Brace yourself, for you are in the presence of a domestic goddess. (Just please ignore the mountain of laundry, the horrifying kitchen, the weeds choking my flowers, and the bathroom that may be harboring a newly formed species.)
I would also like to point out that my weekend included three hours of working on the farm, a trip to the farmer’s market, and the acquisition of a big, well-made pine table for our laundry room from a yard sale down the road from the farm (honestly, we only stopped because they have a lovely garden that I’ve been admiring, and I figured I could get closer to it if they thought we were going to buy something), and watching the majority of The Sound of Music.
I am exhausted, to say the least. But I certainly don’t feel like I wasted my weekend. What did y’all do?