...hear me roar.
So I got some of my veggies at Agway this year. I have noticed that many times their flats get all mixed up etc...but generally pride myself on my veggie culture and feel that I generally can identify my stuff pretty well, you know not like novices...eh hem...
Last night I made my squash pickles, and in a rare burst of energy I decided that I would start on my dilly beans. (I also was thinking that these are things my dad likes, and his birthday is this week!)
Got the beans done, the water boiling for the bath, the vinegar in the pot etc... started to stuff my hot jars and get the "dill" from my garden rinsed. As I was rinsing I got a very interesting smell coming up to me...like black licorice....yup, you guessed it...I don't have fresh dill for my pickles and beans...I HAVE FENNEL....
Needless to say I frantically called around to try and get my dill from other gardeners or CSA people....I will have dilly beans for you dad, no worries... and next time I will smell my dill a little more before I buy it!
My sister emphatically suggested I NOT use the fennel to make fennel beans...she allowed as to how she would not eat them...(not that I was going to, we were just laughing) SO now I have to find something to do with my fennel and anise! Any thoughts!?
About Me
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- PIE
- Maine, United States
- I used PIE, my nickname. When I was born, my father said "poor little pie face, she is so ugly no one will want to marry her, she will keep us warm in our old age." Yes it is true, and it stuck...so now, I am known as pie. This is how my journey started…NICE. I am a SAHM...which explains my brand of crazy. I live in Maine, just had another kid, and am feeling like I need to relocate to a shoe. My brother in-law and my sister convinced me that somehow, my life may be interesting to the masses…my secret thought is, as I sit at the bar in their house telling them about my life, they are thinking, “she is one crazy MoFo.” So this could just be their way of documenting it before they drop me off at the door of an institution. None the less, I have decided to give blogging a try. I do, however, worry that I will become the target of a seek and destroy mission led by my in-laws if I mention them too much, I am treading on thin ice as it is :-) Ultimately, writing about my screwed up life, I know I am eventually going to insult someone. So consider this a disclaimer and it is just going to have to cover it for the length of time that I decide to torture you all with my blog
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Soak the anise in vodka for about 2-3 weeks; strain; and add a heavy sugar syrup. You'll have your own licorice-flavored cordial. If you have an old clean Sambuca bottle, you can pout it in and pretend it's that good.
~ Uncle Duncle
Little blog fun...I've been tagged so I have passed it along to you to share 6 random things about yourself, see my blog for more details if you want to participate, don't feel that you have to. Have a great week ~Kim
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