Thursday, September 29, 2016
Making More Marinara
I use an old-fashion hand crank food mill to crush the tomatoes. I cut them in half and remove all the seeds (bitter) and then, skins still on, run them through the food mill. Nice, thick puree. Makes a very good sauce. Takes an hour or more--possibly two hours--to get to the consistency I like. Then into freezer containers. I never have gotten comfortable with canning tomatoes.
Up next will be a tour of the garden. Picking more peppers. Freezing them as well. I gave a very generous bagful of peppers to the gal who cuts my hair. She has the same name as my sister. And she gives me tomato seeds and even seedlings if I forget to start the seeds she gives me.
Picking more green beans. I hope. We have had some cold nights. I'm hoping the row covers I pulled over the beds in the garden saved the peppers and beans from frost damage.
A young guy at work promised me more tomatoes from his very large garden and even some freshly dug potatoes. Yippee.
I am still eating stuffed cabbage. It was having a very low calorie effect on my weight until yesterday.
I have had the rash and weeping, burning eyes for about a week. Today, still dry skin but no wetness from the eyes. Acid reflux. We ate Chinese yesterday, and I absent-mindedly dipped my dumpling in the soy sauce bowl. That was enough, I guess, to get the acid reflux going and gain 3 pounds overnight.
I have an appointment to see the dermatologist--In January of next year. The Allergist's office has never called and I don't remember the doctor's name. I think the Allergist is going to be more responsive to a rash than the dermatologist but who knows. By January it will be gone. It usually is.
While the sauce cooks, I am going out to the garden. Then I am going to read a book. G has gone off to weed at someone's seaside vacation home. Riley has finally eaten his breakfast and lunch and is now full of food and taking a nap. I am wondering what to have for lunch that would be soothing to acid reflux. We have NO gummy candies to treat my reflux. And that cute fireman hasn't shown up with a bottle.