Pear Butter

My canning diary, to keep track of when I pick things (in east central Wisconsin) and which recipes turn out best.

Sunday, October 28, 2007

Speaking of fruit,

Speaking of fruit, apple season has been over for some time. The honeygolds were small and spotty. The cortlands were all wormy. But the firesides, the ones I had to cull way back, were large and gorgeous. I think I picked about five. : |

There are lots of pears again. I didn't pick very many, maybe one bagful. Instead of worrying about getting the grit out, I boiled the heck out of them and used the juice to make jelly, once the sediment had sunk to the bottom. Only it didn't jell. Maybe I boiled the juice too much. I'm going to have to go back and empty all the little jars and try again. I also have some juice sitting in the fridge that I need to process.

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End of tomato season

I've picked about one billion little yellow tomatoes. After my attempts to roast them failed (they tasted nasty; maybe the seeds or maybe the metal pan), I rediscovered the dehydrator. I dried several batches by cutting them in half and scooping out the seeds before I hit upon cutting crosses on the ends and squeezing out the seeds. It goes a lot faster that way and takes up less space on the racks. It's also fun to make puking sounds while the seeds squirt out.

Now I have lots of baggies full of little cornflake-looking things. There is still a batch waiting to be done; I'm just waiting for them to ripen a little, plus some of the German pink tomatoes.

It was threatening to freeze today (I think maybe it did) so yesterday I went out and picked all the green tomatoes I could stand. I have pickled all but a few of the large ones that I left for Mom to fry. I made some of the cherry tomatoes the traditional way, using the recipe for normal-sized tomatoes out of the blue book (bay leaf, garlic, dill). Right now on the stove there are three "special" jars: one with a teaspoon of sugar added; one with a teaspoon of Splenda; one with a T of sugar, crystallized ginger, whole allspice and angostura bitters. There are also two quart jars with the larger tomatoes. I put a chopped-up ancho chile on top of one, and plenty of seeds.

There are still my hanging tomatoes that I wheeled into the garage. They have fruit on them, but no blossoms like the ones outside do (or did). Who knows, maybe it didn't freeze and I could be picking tomatoes for another month. Ugh.

Next up: a billion tiny pumpkins. Will also add a picture of the one massive German pink tomato.

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