Canning day.

Well, it’s here. A bit late for me, but here all the same. The first canning day of the summer dawned bright and early for Joshua and I today. We headed out to our local you-pick farm for some tart cherries.

The farm had two varieties, Montmorency (American) and Bayleton (Hungarian). After tasting a couple of each, Joshua made the call. Bayleton it would be.

The berries are a darker red and have a bright, tart cherry flavor. We picked about 6 pounds. The trees were laden with ripe berries, so it didn’t take too much time.

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I had promised Joshua a cherry pie if the tart cherries were in, so that was our main goal. Between you and I, cherry pie is my favorite pie, so it wasn’t exactly a hard sell. Of course, I also have a burning desire to preserve, so I decided if we had enough after pie I’d jar the rest up.

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Joshua manned the cherry pitter for the pie cherries and I went after the rest with a paper clip. A paper clip is surprisingly fast on sour cherries and leaves the cherry intact for preserving.

With the prep out of the way, I set to work making the pie. Now, pie dough and I have never been best friends. I can make it taste good, come out nice and flakey, but it never looks the best. Today was no exception.

I used a recipe from the Better Homes and Gardens red checked cookbook. It’s my go to for basically anything. It came out looking, well… like I made it.

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“Rustic”

With the pie out of the way, I got to preserving. I used Marissa McLellan‘s recipe out of Preserving by the Pint–which is an amazing book, btw–for Sour Cherries with Bourbon. Now, if you know me, you know that is right up my alley. I did some brandied cherries a few years ago and they were heaven.

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The smell of bourbon wafting out of this pot was everything.

It’s a very easy preserve and was in the water bath in under half an hour. I used Bulleit Bourbon,  a good standby that’s not too expensive. I took a picture of my little canning setup:

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I love my kitchen for canning. I’ve canned in some tight and far less than ergonomic spaces before, so it always pleases me to have all my canning accoutrement laid out. While the jars processed, I googled things to do with cherry pits. I had a hard time thinking about just throwing them away. There are lots of options it seems, cherry pit vinegar and cherry pit liquor among them. Three guesses as to which way I went.

I didn’t really find a recipe for any of these things, but a few bloggers mentioned what they did, sort of. So we’ll see how this experiment goes. I had about 1 cup of cherry pits and I combined them with 2.5 cups bourbon. I put it in a dark cabinet and will test every month to see how it’s doing. I’m guessing it will be 3-4 months before it’s where I want.

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Now I am to that lovely part of a canning day where everything is done and I have a cold beer and my feet are up. There was a little bit of the sour cherries with bourbon left over after canning, so that may make it’s way into a cocktail in the next few days. And of course, I can’t wait to cut into the pie tonight!


YoM day 173-174: Sock knitting

YoM day 175: Sock knitting, baking, canning


Happy making!

The Last Word.

This weekend was lovely. It was cold and dreary and I was still recovering from a fairly nasty cold, but it was lovely all the same.

A dear friend of mine came into town to spend a day with us. We had cocktails Friday night and had a deliciously lazy Saturday. We made french toast, took a long walk, and played scrabble all afternoon. Perfectly lovely.

Sunday morning, I slept in for the first time in weeks and weeks. I woke up refreshed and ready to finally finish my Fairyhill shawl. I only had a few rows to go and finished the knitting over coffee. The bind off, simple as it was, took me forever! I’m not particularly fast at anything, and binding off 399 stitches is a job for me.

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I finished the binding off and settled in to weave in the ends on the shawl–4–and the ends on Joshua’s first birthday sock–around 20. Still, I actually like weaving in so it wasn’t too bad.

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Once those were done, I set in to block the shawl and start the second sock. I used to be pretty bad about putting those things off–second socks, weaving in ends, blocking. But I find that I have the most gusto for those steps as soon as they are called for, so I try to go for the finishing immediately.

To finish off the weekend, I made an amazing cocktail last night. I’ve been doing a bit of research on how to recreate the delicious cocktail I had in San Jose, the Last Word. I seem to be doing a fine job of it, as Kevin is definitely a fan.

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All in all, it’s a simple cocktail. Only four ingredients, mixed in equal parts. Two of those ingredients are rather special: green chartreuse, a very herby liqueur, and maraschino liqueur, which is surprisingly un-sweet. They blend with gin and lime to give a flavor both light and deep. On a side note, did you know that the color chartreuse is named for the liqueur?

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If you would like to give it a try, combine ¾ ounce each gin, green chartreuse, maraschino liqueur, and fresh squeezed lime juice. Shake very well and serve in a chilled cocktail glass. Cheers!


YoM day 139: Shawl knitting

YoM day 140: Shawl knitting

YoM day 142: Sock and shawl knitting, finished Fairyhill shawl!


Happy making!

The best laid plans.

Let’s talk about what I said at the end of my last post. Brimming with hope about all I had accomplished that morning and excited for a long plane ride full of knitting, I wrote about how I’d like to come home with a finished object or two. And then the crafty fates just laughed and laughed.

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I got on the plane for San Jose on Saturday afternoon and knit on my Fairyhill until we landed. I knit and knit and knit and got so much done! Well over half of the border finished. It was a nice flight, but I was pretty tired by the time I made it to the hotel. I had some supper in the hotel bar and went to bed.

Tired or not, because I’m always on east coast time, I woke up at 5:15 a.m. on Sunday morning. I called my mom to wish her a happy mother’s day and we talked for a little while. I then settled in for a nice little knit and some coffee. I managed to finish the first sock tube of Joshua’s socks, just in time to get ready for work. On my way out the door, Kevin called to wish me a happy mother’s day and I talked to Joshua, too.

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Someone is going to have to weave all of that in. Someone.

While I wanted to get a bunch of knitting done, I also wanted to check out the local area around my hotel. I had heard of some great bars with great food, which is right up my alley. On Sunday, I went to Original Gravity Public House. They are a craft beer joint with great housemade sausages. I had supper and took a pint back to the hotel to enjoy with my knitting.

After work on Monday, I came back to my room and thought I’d cast on my next revival socks. I literally knit three rows before my stomach was rumbling so I put the teeny cuff away. I decided to check out Paper Plane. I love making old school cocktails at home, but seldom find a place to order them out. This bar was just the ticket. I described the kind of cocktail I like, gin and citrusy, and Christian whipped something up for me:

I could go on and on about this cocktail. I’m planning to make it for Kevin and a friend of mine this weekend. I probably will go on and on about it then, wink wink.

I got back to the hotel, got things ready for the next day and settled in for a little shawl knit. Now by this time, it was all of 10 p.m. but I was so very sleepy. It takes me days and days to get used to another time zone, so I was all out of whack. I knit one row and was nodding off over the shawl, so I just went to bed.

As I went through my last day at the convention center and finally flew back home, I developed a pretty nasty cold. I think I’ve probably knit all of about 100 stitches in that time. I don’t remember the last time I felt too sick to knit. My year of making compelled me to try and put the effort in, but the sneezing and wheezing made me put the needles down half a row in each day.

Now I’m home and still feeling pretty awful. I pulled out my shawl this evening and noticed that something seemed off. It seems that what I knit while falling asleep and while sick did not go so well. So I tinked back and we’re ready to move forward again. This is the status of the shawl and the revival socks:

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Yep, not much there.

I didn’t get nearly all the knitting done that I had hoped on this trip. As much as I travel for work, you might think I would learn that I don’t actually get that much free time. At least this time I had a great cocktail.


YoM day 133: Sewing, shawl knitting

YoM day 134: Sock knitting

YoM day 135: Shawl knitting

YoM day 136: Sick barely sock knitting

YoM day 137: Sick barely shawl and sock knitting

YoM day 138: Sick barely shawl tinking


Happy making.