In the Good Old Summertime

Second day of summer vacation.  Today I gave Sofya's no-knead bread recipe a try, and it is a rousing success.  I mixed King Arthur's white and white whole wheat flours and got a chewy, soft loaf reminiscent of what I could get at the bakerei when I lived in Germany and Austria.

And it's so, SO easy.  You set it to rise overnight, and if you're particularly greedy ambitious, you can get up a little early, about 5:00 AM, turn the oven on for 30 minutes and go back to bed, get up at 5:30 and throw the bread in the oven for another 30 minutes, and be eating freshly baked bread by say, 6:30.  If you happen to have done what I did on the FIRST day of summer vacation, you can eat it with this.

Small batch jam is my new friend - except that I have a slight obsession with having a jar or two to keep for the cold grey reality of winter.  So even if I'm only making enough jam to fill a jar or two, I find it necessary to get out the water bath canner and do the whole boiling jars routine.  But look, aren't they pretty?  Next on the agenda are pickled things - I'm watching the school garden to see if it produces anything worth pickling.  So far it's like this:

We think the kindergarten may possibly have spent some time re-planting the weeds they pulled.




But I'm hoping to be able to make Deb's sandwich slaw eventually, so I'm keeping an eye on things in the raised beds.  It would be terrific to show the kids a jar of colorful edible stuff in September, the fruits vegetables of their labor.

And now, time for a nap.  And what is so rare as a day in June.