Hill of Peas
In my youth, I once heard a least favorite aunt claim I’d never be worth a hill of beans. That may very well be true but here’s proof I’m definitely worth a hill of peas!
Thus far, each day this week I’ve gone out to the garden before morning coffee and picked peas. During the heat of each day, I shell them while watching videos and by evening, they are washed, blanched and packed. As of today, there are 41 quarts of various fresh peas in the freezer. Thank goodness we like them!
I was able to pressure can 4 quarts of tomato/okra gumbo this week. Sadly the tomato crop has now succumbed to the heat though the okra plants are producing nicely. Tonight I’ll make a batch of fried battered okra to accompany our dinner. There’s nothing tastier!
Soon, I’ll be freezing, pickling and canning okra for winter enjoyment. This Southern family likes okra any way it’s prepared so I hope the crop continues to produce.
The sewing machine, new patterns and fabric stash continue calling to me. As soon as I get the peas and okra whipped into submission, I plan to make some much-needed new clothes.
Shirl