Beginning of Christmas baking
The other day we played with our new cookie press, to practice before we start making them to give away.
Kitchen pics
I don’t think I have put up pictures of the kitchen! It’s still not perfect – things need to be moved, or repaired or replaced, and the walls need painting, but I’m pleased with how it is going.
Winter vegetables
Winter veg is going quite well for me – at least the plants we have good netting over. I will need to plan to do more winter plants next year.
Kale is growing well, but I don’t think we will like kale an awful lot – it is rather bitter. However, in smaller amounts, pureed, in soups, will add a good deal of nutrition, I think. Perhaps stir-fried will be as good as people say it is. I’ll have to try it.
Anyway, this afternoon I went out to my “garden larder” to get the next to last leek (will have to plant more of those, too) and some kale:
My brussels sprouts are still very small – I guess come Christmas they will still be mild and tender! The area they are in gets very little
A story of harvest
Last July farmers in Ontario gave of themselves, their time and their equipment to raise funds for hunger relief. Here is a moving account of that event, from a Christian perspective.
Nearly there
… with this stage of doing the kitchen, that is. The receipt of the much-desired and now loved range, has been a bit of a “if you give a mouse a cookie” experience. Having the range meant that my husband had to take out some kitchen units. That meant less storage. So we bought a dresser to replace the lost storage places. I decided I’d paint it.
Then I decided that as there was now nothing there where the old oven used to be, and the dresser was not in its place yet, that we ought to paint that area, so we wouldn’t have to unload the dresser and move it when we eventually painted the kitchen (which really needs some sprucing up). Hopefully that will be done today by my oldest son.
The dresser is just about done, except for a tiny area that needs touching up, and taking off the masking tape, and installing the new drawer pulls (which haven’t arrived yet). I’m really looking forward to getting it all in place. I know that I probably won’t fit everything in (especially as a big drawer in the kitchen broke – too bad it wasn’t the unit dear husband took out to make space for the range! ) but perhaps I don’t need so many cooking and baking dishes anyway. I can put some in boxes for the older children to take with them when they move out, or keep for when we get a bigger house.
I will be glad when the front room is no longer dominated by the dresser (it’s the only place I could paint it) and the dining area is no longer covered by kitchen equipment.
Here are some pictures of things as they are today. I apologise for the poor quality, at this time of year it’s very hard to get decent photographs indoors, even though to my eyes it’s fairly light in here.
Bottom of dresser:
Bottom of dresser
Top of dresser, with its drawers sitting on top
This is the space where the dresser will go – - the shelf unit will be moved along with all the other things. Our house is like one of those tile puzzles where you have to move pieces around and out of the way before you can move the piece you really want to move into position!
Where oven used to be, and where dresser will go
For the Fallen
With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children,
England mourns for her dead across the sea.
Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit,
Fallen in the cause of the free.
Solemn the drums thrill; Death august and royal
Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres,
There is music in the midst of desolation
And a glory that shines upon our tears.
They went with songs to the battle, they were young,
Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted;
They fell with their faces to the foe.
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years contemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.
They mingle not with their laughing comrades again;
They sit no more at familiar tables of home;
They have no lot in our labour of the day-time;
They sleep beyond England’s foam.
But where our desires are and our hopes profound,
Felt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight,
To the innermost heart of their own land they are known
As the stars are known to the Night;
As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust,
Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain;
As the stars that are starry in the time of our darkness,
To the end, to the end, they remain.
Laurence Binyon, “For the Fallen” 1914
Larder recipe – Pineapple Pudding
This is an easy recipe. It sounds like it would be perfectly awful, but it is really good. It has a texture rather like rice pudding, but there is no rice in it. I see fancier versions on some Indian food websites. This is a quick and easy version, perfect for busy and tired parents, or for a child to do. It’s also a good because it uses ingredients that are often in food storage (or plain old fashioned larders).
Take one largish tin of crushed pineapple. Pineapple pieces or chunks can be used if you whizz them in the blender or food processor. If they are in syrup instead of natural juice, you need to pour the syrup away otherwise it will not work. In fact I prefer to pour some of the juice away although not all of it. (The juice can be drunk or used in some other drink or food.)
Mix the pineapple bits with one normal tin of evaporated milk. Stir it well, the reaction will happen as you mix it. It does not curdle (which is what most people would think it would do) but it does thicken.
You can top this with maraschino cherries or crushed nuts. Or leave plain.
Please let me know if you try this!
Pineapple Pudding - Larder recipe
81 squares!
I’ve completed and sewn together 81 squares of my summer flower blanket. Nineteen more to go!, but they have all at least been started. Then making sure I’ve sewn all ends in (have been doing that as I go along, but have missed some) and then the border, which will go much more quickly than the squares. I hope to finish this within two weeks – if all goes well I think I can do it!
81 squares
Between the summer and winter garden
A bit of winter cabbage.
cabbage
unknown winter green
pumpkin
One of our new chickens. Her name is Snowbelle. (Light Sussex)
Snowbelle
tomatoes and pumpkins
A view of some of our harvest. Deo Gratias!
New range! And answered prayer
This is a big answer to prayer. I saw an ad on Freecycle last week for a Rangemaster 1100. I barely dared hope that I could get it. The man offering it let everyone who wanted to, put their name in and he let his cat choose it somehow. (Not really, but that is the story!). I asked my husband if it would be alright if I put my name in (because he would be doing most of the work to get the kitchen ready for it) , and he said yes, so I did.
I don’t normally pray very directly for material things – I generally just make noises in God’s direction about “I’d like it but whatever is your will, Lord and I know I have everything we need….” Which is good in its own way, and maybe appropriate for most of the time – I want to always have an attitude of thanksgiving and not get too greedy. But I had wanted one of these ranges for a long time now, and this was an opportunity to get one for free! So, I asked others to pray and I asked God myself for it – this time very directly. “Lord, I would really like this range. Please would you give it to me.” Quite specific, and quite unusual for me. I did this partly because of what a friend shared with me about being or not being like the older brother in the Parable of the Prodigal Son. More on that another time, maybe.
In the days before the draw/choicemaking, I thought about what we’d need to do, and about how we would have to go about things. I don’t normally allow myself to dream and plan that much, but this time I did. I almost had an assurance that I would get it – again very unusual for me. And then on Wednesday night – I got the word that I got it!
I was – and am – so thankful for this big blessing. It was the second major prayer that I prayed last week. The first was about the new chicken which had escaped and was on the loose for 2 nights. We were all worried and upset. Yet God delivered this pet safely back to us. (Photos another day.)
I feel so blessed recently, so thankful. I have far to go in some ways, of learning to be content in all things, but I am amazed and grateful for the answers to prayer I have lately received. There have been such long periods of God saying “no” that this almost feels strange to me – but I am enjoying the plain of easy footing which God has set me on for the time being.
Rangemaster 1100
Oh, taste and see that the LORD is good! Blessed is the man who takes refuge in him! Psalm 34:8
Because we had to take out cabinets in order to fit the range, we are now short of storage space, so we went out yesterday and bought a second-hand Welsh dresser. I plan to do it up in shabby chic colours. I hope to show the progress as I go.
