I be honest, I probably started cooking around 11;30 am, when I decided the water tank was full enough to run the dishwasher and wash the pans. We live on a low yield well, and that makes things interesting sometimes.
Today, I finished the Lemon Cake. The zest I'd already grated had been in the freezer, the zested lemons in the fridge; it still took six more lemons to get it all right.
In the middle of zesting lemons, I did other things. I put the chickens outside for their daily run about, realized how cold it was, gathered eggs, put out fresh water and food for the chickens, cut up some cabbage and then brought the chickens back in, who happily came- even Baby, the one who likes to stay out the longest. No fights, no protestations, just in the coop which was much nicer than outside.
Now that seems like a coherent list, until you realize I would zest a lemon, then go do something else. Then zest another lemon, go do something else. It's how I do a lot of cooking. In fact, I'm doing it right now - the chicken breasts are defrosting in the microwave while the broccoli cooks for the chicken broccoli on rice we'll be having for dinner, upon special request.
And then I went on a search for the juicer. Several years back, I was collecting antique, but useful, dishes The house still has many of my blue Fire King pans and dishes in it - a few I kept because of how rare they are, the rest I kept to use. My husband had inherited a refrigerator water bottle in a design called "criss cross", so I collected that too. After being here a year, I decided it was time to clean the stuff out. Part of the criss cross set was two juicers - a large and a small. Over the years, I've sold off most of the stuff - the water bottle stayed, of course, and several pieces. What I didn't sell was in a box. Now, I started on the box I thought they were in, only to find other things I'd forgotten existed. So I went to the box in the garage, and found not only the juicer but the bowl set, and a lot of refrigerator dishes. I think that the refrigerator dishes will be coming back in the house.
|Juicer found and in use!|
|Look at those fresh eggs! That's real egg color!|
|In the pans and ready to bake!|
Some were in a field all their own, like the recipe to make your own salami. Some were typed, some handwritten in pen and pencil, some culled from the newspapers, giving us a date range of mid 1940s to the early 1950s, though some were clearly marked as "mom's recipe" and even "grandma's recipe". The hardest part is going to be deciphering the handwriting on some of the ones written in pencil- they are rather faded. The ones on pink paper will be the hardest.
|The stacks of recipes|
|This drink mix packet was in among the recipes, because it has recipes on the back.|
I have left one cake un-syruped, so that we can decide if this is something more for the everyday that we may like.
|The finished product!|
Cakes have now been taste tested by husband and myself, and WOW! is that lemony. And super rich- one small slice was almost too much for mys stomach to take - it started a small ache! Half slices from now on.
As for the storm that didn't happen - it was an on and off snow morning. I'll demonstrate in pictures and video. Over all, less than half an inch accumulation, and by noon, all was sunny and bright and windy -and cold.
The view out front at 9:30 am.
The view out back right about the same time - you may be able to tell that it's sunny near the house, but in the distance...
And five minutes later, literally - Out front:
And then back to sunny skies! Welcome to the mountains!
Egg count today was three.
No soap today - spent too much time cleaning up and messing up the kitchen. Tomorrow!