Fingertight!

My feelings about canning by bex

I enjoy peeling fruit and having my picture taken. Canning is ALRIGHT!

memories...

hey you guys...
i totally just ftp'd...WOW! check these pictures out: the memories! please tell me if it takes too long to download ladies.
this is what i did while i was running around not helping with the actual canning...
i hope to see these on your desktops soon!
xo jen

woah.

well well well. here we are, it would seem, as we merge the schools. old meets new. HOT! i'm serious.

the recent rabid canning that we have been doing is the realization of a central facet of a long-time fascination/appreciation with/of things that our grandparents may have been more likely to do. knitting, quilting, crib (bridge: THINK IT OVER), and now canning. to say that it has been satisfying is to completely under-represent the joy that these last few weeks have brought. cleaning out a shelf for JARS of things lovingly shoved or boiled and stirred for WINTER is out of this world, frankly.

to say that it's social in a way that most things aren't these days starts to address it. working (fun work!?) to make something that we can eat and share seems like the convergence of many of the best things. these ladies are also HystericallyFunny. learning something so clearly useful and being filled up with wonder at every stage as we figure out what is going on is what canning has been so far...the front end pleasure that will undoubtedly be matched when the wind starts to blow and it's toast and tea time.

this post is totally going in the 'feelings' category.
rightly!

Critical Mass

1. At every social gathering I've been to in the last month, a new person has told a story about putting up food. Kate gave Thomas a book about pickling. Robin made grape jelly with her mum. Nathan's dad made jam. Everybody likes canned plums. The population is ready to pop.

2. Sometimes I can't sleep at night because I'm too busy trying to remember all the things I want to put in jars. My wishlist is also ready to pop.

3. The bitches from dilltown have tried too many recipes to keep track of in our heads any longer. A system must be externalized!

So, here is a website for the people who put up with me. (There should probably be a point #4 for the over-abundance of canning puns. I DON'T THINK YOU'RE READY FOR THIS JELLY.) I will jam up the design if you fine people take to posting recipes, triumphant photos and odes to the pantry.