I like to try to learn new skills or add to the arsenal of skills I already have. Case in point, canning. I can put up food for us without a hitch. So I decided to try Violet Jelly this year. A friend was raving about it and linked to a recipe online. My yard is full of violets right now, so I thought,”Why not?”
So the girl and I spent about an hour collecting blossoms. Then we brought them in, did a quick rinse and placed them in a jar.
Poured boiling water over them and…
Voila! Beautiful blue shade. Isn’t it gorgeous? I let it sit for 24 hours then strained the liquid. I followed the recipe exactly. Canned it and then had this:
It looks great. However…this is the fail part. It never jelled. It remained syrup. I waited 36 hours hoping it was just a slow batch. Nope. So I thought,”Well, I can just use it as a syrup.” Gave it the old taste test. Blech! It tasted like rotten fruit. I don’t know what went wrong. It was just gross. So I had to dump it out. I was all set to try dandelion jelly too. Now I’m a little skittish.
Last night we were blessed with a bag of plums from the neighbors. Mike has requested plum preserves. I’ll do that later. Right now I’ve got chicken soup in the pressure canner. I’ve also got beans on cooking to make White Chili. I’ll can some of that too. I’d like to can as much as I’m able to while I’m in the mood to do it. It will be so nice this winter to just pull out a jar of soup to cook when I’m tired or not feeling well instead of having to cook from scratch or order take-out.
The same neighbor also gave me a bag of zucchini. I plan to shred that and make some zucchini bread. I’ll give her a loaf, or maybe some muffins. Hmm…
I forgot how loud the canner is when it’s going. Goodness.
Phoebe was a contestant in the Little Sunflower Outfit contest for the Sunflower Fest on Saturday. I made her dress, it was cute, but not as cute as some of the others. She won 3rd place in her age group. 🙂 I didn’t realize that she would be competing with all of the pageant babies. I thought it was just going to be a little thing with three or four little kids. There were some hardcore pageant kids there. There were babies younger than Phoebe wearing makeup with their hair teased and sprayed. INSANE!