A suburban greenmom gets all domestic...
I can’t remember the last time I spent a weekend being this domestic.
Saturday driving past our local farmstand I happened to see a sign saying “Saturday: Last Day!” and my car just sort of…pulled in. A pumpkin, some acorn squash, a quarter bushel of tomato seconds (all they had), and assorted other veggies later, I came home.
I baked the pumpkin for about an hour. I cut one of the the squash in half, filled it with apples, currants, and spices, and baked it alongside the pumpkin. (I should have covered it with foil or something...the top got a little too done.) In the meantime I cut up some apples and cooked them in the crockpot for a few hours to turn them into applesauce.
We cleaned off the seeds from the pumpkin and the squash, tossed them with a little melted butter, oil, and salt, and roasted them. Amazing. (I was almost disappointed that there were so many seeds and so few guts—I wanted to try making this fascinating recipe for “pumpkin guts bread.”)
When the pumpkin was done and cooled, I scooped out the pulp, pureed it, and froze it in 12 little muffin-tin-sized lumps; now I can take out pre-measured half-cup portions of pumpkin all winter for breads or pies or oatmeal or whatever.
Sort of at the same time, I washed off my new tomatoes, dunked them for a few minutes in hot water so the peels would slip off, and made Going Green Mama’s divine recipe for fresh tomato soup. I didn’t have oregano, but I had cubes of fresh-frozen basil, and I made up a little over 2 quarts of lovely lovely soup. And froze the rest of the tomatoes for another batch later.
Oh, and I also made up a little container of mulling spice, and put some into another crockpot with some apple cider to which I’d added a splash of orange juice. (Okay, and a splash of port wine. And a splash of brandy.)
Today? I started up a batch of artisan bread dough, and while it was rising I finally made the previous day's applesauce into a pot of Caramel Apple Jam—heavenly stuff! I also took advantage of having the canner going to reheat and divide some of the apple butter I’d made last weekend into jars to preserve them too. Then I made a foccacia to take for lunches for the next few days and a homemade pizza to eat while we watch the football game.
I should be exhausted, but I feel sort of great. When I’m spending all these hours away from home during the week (and this week was worse than most), I need this homey stuff to sort of ground me. Somewhere in me there’s a post about feminism and domesticity, but not for tonight…I’m going to watch the football game with my husband now. I have lunches for the week, provisions in the freezer, a dog on my lap, and a beer next to me on the end table. Hard to beat that.
--Jenn the Greenmom