It is a busy day on the homestead today. Since we live so far away from family it is an exciting time when they come to visit. My day was full of planned preparations. Many things I would have done anyway but this weekend I also found another sale on mushrooms which prompted round two of mushroom canning for the pantry. Like I had said, I had a very busy day ahead of me!
This round of mushrooms from 6 packages at a cost of $6 was very spur of the moment. The value was too good to pass up! In total I ended up with 7 pints and 6 half-pints of canned mushrooms. The savings? I’d estimate about 60%-70% less than what it would have cost me to purchase canned mushrooms in the grocery store. Add to that, this time I ended up with 4 quarts of mushroom soup stock!
Make that 3 quarts of stock…I dropped one on the solid surface countertop and it shattered. Ugg, that turned into an hour’s worth of cleanup. My day was unexpectedly derailed. I had to take apart the drawers beneath the scene of the crime (including their contents) as well as mop up the delicious soggy mess that it made of my kitchen floor. I guess I can be thankful the jar’s hot contents didn’t hit me or the dog who is typically hovering nearby. Thankfully, the dog decided to nap in the other room.
At 2 o’clock in the afternoon I am finally on break, headache currently throbbing away and no lunch in my stomach. What a day!
In the blur of canning mushrooms I was also able to get a few more things checked off my list. Gingered Molasses Cookies were mixed and baked. The dishwasher cycled and put away. Bacon fried crisp for a great addition to Ceasars later in the week. I was on a roll! Now, I simply need a nap.
Sadly, that is not in the cards for today. As you can judge by the sad state of my kitchen at the moment…I have LOTS more to do. I’m almost mortified to share this photo with you but it’s life and I’m not the perfect embodiment of Betty Crocker. So, I’m off to pop a couple ibuprofen and begin putting away the drawer contents from the mushroom stock fiasco.
I guess the moral of the story is this. Slow down. Slow down and realize that not everything may get finished in the timeline you had envisioned. Life likes to throw curveballs, keep you on your toes and remind you to be accepting of the hurdles placed in front of you. In the end, family may not be so concerned about the cookies or fried bacon getting done. What they WILL be concerned with is making sure you can greet them with open arms and a smile…without having your entire person scorched and blistered with mushroom stock.
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