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and for my next trick . . . desperation peaches
My friend Connie came over to borrow a sawzall, a ladder, and a crowbar. She had to take down her shed today. The neighbor's landlord had decided it was an eyesore and bugged the City for months to get them to make her take it down. Finally she got an ultimatum, and today was the day.
She has a peach tree. The peach tree was having a mast year just like our plums, apricots, grapes and apples. However Connie won't be able to get to them for a while so it was kind of a kind to take the first batch of desperation peaches from her and do something with them.
No jam. The nice fellow doesn't like peach jam. Also we already have apricot and strawberry jam and the nice fellow insists that he will make blackberry jam this year too.
The reason these are desperation peaches is that they are windfalls and therefore have flaws in them. Lots. I have two gallows of compostable stuff left over: skings, funky parts, etc.
So far I made three dehydrator trays of dried peach wafer and two of peach leather. I put up five pints of peach chunks in orange juice. I am plsnnind on filtering the juics and combining the sudge with the leftover puree from making the peach leather, but that will have to happen tomorrow as I am falling asleep here.
Also: River Run winery, and a party for Utban Watch volunteers in the park. And a visit form Rosemary and Moher.
No writing done to speak of.
She has a peach tree. The peach tree was having a mast year just like our plums, apricots, grapes and apples. However Connie won't be able to get to them for a while so it was kind of a kind to take the first batch of desperation peaches from her and do something with them.
No jam. The nice fellow doesn't like peach jam. Also we already have apricot and strawberry jam and the nice fellow insists that he will make blackberry jam this year too.
The reason these are desperation peaches is that they are windfalls and therefore have flaws in them. Lots. I have two gallows of compostable stuff left over: skings, funky parts, etc.
So far I made three dehydrator trays of dried peach wafer and two of peach leather. I put up five pints of peach chunks in orange juice. I am plsnnind on filtering the juics and combining the sudge with the leftover puree from making the peach leather, but that will have to happen tomorrow as I am falling asleep here.
Also: River Run winery, and a party for Utban Watch volunteers in the park. And a visit form Rosemary and Moher.
No writing done to speak of.