One of the things I love about owning a home (BTW... I bought a house) is the fact that I can garden.
And garden I have.
I'm still figuring things out. The squash bugs still wreak havoc. The cucumbers aren't all that prolific. And some of the peppers are spotting.
But I still end up with about as much produce as I can handle.
This week I've canned 34 pints of corn, 9 pints of green beans, and 6 pints of Mexican spaghetti sauce. I imagine I'll end up with about 6 quarts of saurkraut, more tomatoes than I have jars for, and hopefully enough red peppers for a year's supply of roasted red pepper sauce.
Today's lunch is another courtesy of the garden:
I've got a mess of grains (black rice, brown rice, and barley) with some of that Mexican spaghetti sauce and shredded chicken I pulled out of the freezer. The other layer has tomatoes and cantaloupe (from the garden, of course) with a dipper full of reduced balsamic vinaigrette.
Yes. Still working with the crappy phone camera. I'm working on it.