Today I canned.
Salsa.
The thought of canning typically invokes images of a messy kitchen covered with tomato splatter on sink, cupboards, counters and floor….and spending the day on my feet.
Yesterday I washed my kitchen floor. on my hands and knees.
Why on earth would I want to risk soiling my freshly cleaned floor?
because I had picked a bushel of these this morning
and something had to be done with them
so, with my friend Deb’s famous salsa recipe in hand
I got busy
as the salsa was “cooking” Colin stopped by to visit
and say good-bye until December
He became the self-acclaimed taste-tester
He became the self-acclaimed taste-tester
and after several full bowls of salsa … with a few chips
he proclaimed my concoction “excellent” and ready for the canner.
and this my friends . . .
is the BEST part of canning.
Seeing the fruit of your labor lined up
on the kitchen counter ~
and hearing the popping of the jars sealing
confirming a successful “putting up” of the salsa
is worth the mess.
Today, my floor survived
and so did my back and feet.
I’ll be at it again next week
putting up these:
and these:
which will turn my floor into a sticky mess
and my stove top into….
it will be worth it… it WILL be worth it…it will be worth it
oh, sorry…
sometimes I have to psych myself up for the process.
Do you can?
Have you ever canned?
Want to come help me?
hehe
Want to come help me?
hehe
