This past week in the Preservation Kitchen has been a busy one. We've got 1178 jars of pickled okra, but have also been making a lot of blueberry jam, over 200 jars. We still have 5426 jars of okra to go, a daunting number, and one I'm going to have to report to Chef Feathers. I just don't think we're going to be able to finish by ourselves before okra is out of season, especially with this relentless heat. We'll have to get the pickling/jamming company we've been talking with to take it over, or I fear mutiny. Abby and Dustin are as tired of okra as I am, and my thumb is twice its normal size, due to my okra stuffing technique. Abby's breaking out in a rash and has had to start wearing gloves to handle the prickly, slimy stuff.
Thumb, shown actual size and color: Ouch
My thumb is so sore, I couldn't start in on my stack of white blouses. Normally, I walk Bella two miles in the morning, after coffee and before my shower. Today, it's 83, with a zillion percent humidity. There is no way I'm walking in that, though that's a little difficult to explain to Bella. So, I thought I'd sew a little before work. I couldn't even push a pin into interfacing!
|White blouses waiting|
Stay cool, drink lots of liquids and hope for rain!