Category: Vines and Wine
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The day I melted Mum’s Silver Tea Pot- part two.
If you have just arrived and have not read part one go here first, then come back for part two. It is not long, see you back here soon. I walked around Dads workshop wiping my nose on my arm. Dad usually had a hanky in his pocket that I could use but he was…
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More wine, less whine.
Illinois was the fourth largest producer of wine grapes in the US up until Prohibition in 1919. Johns Great-grandmother being one of those paid up card carrying tough old prohibition women. I even have her prohibition prayer cards to prove it somewhere around here. During this period many vineyards were ripped out and put into…
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My grandmother made wild rabbit stew.
My grandfather, who we called Pa, loved rabbit stew. He had been a rabbiter in the Great Depression. After losing his trucking business, this was how he fed his family. He took his rifles, his old truck, his ammo and his dogs and drove up into the hills to hunt rabbits. He sold the pelts…
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Easy Tomato Chutney
My mother was the jam maker and my father preserved hundreds of jars of fruit,every summer. We ate one huge jar of peaches or pears every day at breakfast – if the season had been good. So it was kind of rare for one of my parents to make a chutney or relish. My great…
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The Riverboat and The Tug
Yes, yes I know that an abandoned river boat and a tug have nothing to do with sustainable little farms. However I could slide these shots in if we put them in under the banner of preservation or .. um.. recycling!. We had to drive up to Chicago today and on the way back we…
The Kitchen's Garden 