But take this as a cautionary tale: canning is not for the faint-of-heart. Those who Can should be compared to mad chemists in the lab, rather than sweet ladies near the hearth. Canning involves sharp knives, boiling concoctions, and crazed cooks.
We made use of the 5 fruiting apple trees next to my apartment. I made pies, muffins, crisps. . . and multiple quarts of apple butter.
N and I spent many weekends picking fruit and making berry jams: strawberry-rhubarb, blueberry-rhubarb, marionberry, blackberry, etc. On one occasion she and I pickled 20 pounds of cucumbers. Insanity.
In the winter my apple-butter friends gathered again and made 4 different types of cookies, batches doubled. OMG yum.
This is the super-cute apron my Grandma Isabel made for me.
Oregon is a bountiful place of salmon-filled rivers, mountain-fed watersheds, and fertile land. Hazelnuts, apples, pears, and blackberries abound. Come visit!
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