When I was making my gift baskets, I somehow managed to pop the seal on one of my jars of canned tomatoes. I stuck the jar in the fridge to use myself, and have been putting the tomatoes in omlettes and other things, and I have decided that I am NEVER using store-bought canned tomatoes again! The taste is so much fresher when I can my own. Huzzah!
Canned tomatoes
When I was making my gift baskets, I somehow managed to pop the seal on one of my jars of canned tomatoes. I stuck the jar in the fridge to use myself, and have been putting the tomatoes in omlettes and other things, and I have decided that I am NEVER using store-bought canned tomatoes again! The taste is so much fresher when I can my own. Huzzah!
Learning the Lost Arts
I've always been astonished by the sheer
number of things my mother and grandmother could do, that my friend's families
simply could not! My mother cooked 2 meals a day for us (breakfast was
cereal--even my mother didn't want to cook 3 times a day!), sewed, did
cross-stitch, made jellies, and decorated our bathroom with lovely stencils. My
grandmother ran a farmhouse alone for years, canned, cooked, manatged property,
and did gorgeous hardanger needlework.
As a child, I persuaded my mom to teach me
to cook and sew, both of which skills I have used constantly (favorite cookbook
is the Better Homes and Gardens cookbook, circa 1960). I recently made a quilt,
and this summer I taught myself how to do home preserves (ironically, I learned
this nearly lost art on the internet--aren't modern times
wonderful?)
I'd love to connect up with other ladies who
preserve some of these wonderful traditions!