Well, it used to be a farm. My best friend lives on what was once the family farm. It's smaller now, but there's a neat old farm house and a cherry tree out back and and grape vines and a rhubarb patch that's about 30 years old.
I went to visit on Sat. We picked cherries. Due to circumstances to involved to go into out of the equivalent of at least 6 quarts only end up with about 4 cups of pitted cherries. Gonna have to make a very small pie.
Picked a ton of rhubarb and spend all morning Sunday cleaning it and dicing it up. Got 4 bags of about 5-6 cups each. Next weekend it's Rhubarb Custard Cake for sure! All this fruit is in the freezer. Didn't have the time or energy to make anything on Sunday.
My friend also gave me a large bunch of fresh oregano. She has more than she knows what to do with.
It was a very productive weekend. Can't wait for my first rhubarb custard cake of the year. Yum!
On Mon, 20 Jun 2005 16:12:10 -0400, Kate Connally <[email hidden]>
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Well, it used to be a farm. My best friend lives on what was once the family farm. It's smaller now, but there's a neat old farm house and a cherry tree out back and and grape vines and a rhubarb patch that's about 30 years old.
I went to visit on Sat. We picked cherries. Due to circumstances to involved to go into out of the equivalent of at least 6 quarts only end up with about 4 cups of pitted cherries.
Would one of those circumstances involve stuffing so many into your mouth that you lost consciousness for a moment?
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Gonna have to make a very small pie.
Picked a ton of rhubarb and spend all morning Sunday cleaning it and dicing it up. Got 4 bags of about 5-6 cups each. Next weekend it's Rhubarb Custard Cake for sure! All this fruit is in the freezer. Didn't have the time or energy to make anything on Sunday.
My friend also gave me a large bunch of fresh oregano. She has more than she knows what to do with.
It was a very productive weekend. Can't wait for my first rhubarb custard cake of the year. Yum!
Kate
Ain't summer grand? I'm already planning on what to do with my figs.
On Mon, 20 Jun 2005 16:12:10 -0400, Kate Connally <[email hidden]>
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Well, it used to be a farm. My best friend lives on what was once the family farm. It's smaller now, but there's a neat old farm house and a cherry tree out back and and grape vines and a rhubarb patch that's about 30 years old.
I went to visit on Sat. We picked cherries. Due to circumstances to involved to go into out of the equivalent of at least 6 quarts only end up with about 4 cups of pitted cherries.
Would one of those circumstances involve stuffing so many into your mouth that you lost consciousness for a moment?
Actually, no. They were sour cherries. My friend actually eats them right from the tree, but she likes really sour stuff. I tried one and ew! Too sour for me.
What happened is that the ones she picked were stemless. She didn't know to pick them with the stems on. Picking without stems would be okay if you were going to use them immediately, but they had to wait until the next day to be cleaned and pitted so many of them had just gotten too brown (oxidized) to use. I did use the ones that had minimal oxidation just around the stem area. Also, she picked indiscriminately and many more of the ones she picked were defective - totally brown inside or dark brown layer next to the pit, little brown spots where a worm ate its way into the cherry, etc. You can see this sort of thing when you're picking. I passed those by, but she picked everything indiscriminately. When I mentioned it to her, she told me that her family was not "picky" and her mom always made the pies as soon as the cherried were picked. I guess it's picky not to want half rotten cherries and worms in your pie. ;-)
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Ain't summer grand? I'm already planning on what to do with my figs.
