Last night one of the sisters in our ward invited us over to get apricots from her tree. (The story is a little longer then that. I had noticed the apricot tree on a walk and called her to ask if we could pick some. The first thing she said when she answered the phone was "Want some apricots?" I thought it was pretty funny.) We brought them home and owing to their ripeness we immediately canned them using the steamer we got as a wedding gift. During the process we canned 14 jars and learned that you can pack the apricots in the jars more tightly then we initially thought. This morning we had apricot smoothies for breakfast. Mmmmm too much fiber.
Friday, July 31, 2009
Apricots, Apricots, Apricots
Last night one of the sisters in our ward invited us over to get apricots from her tree. (The story is a little longer then that. I had noticed the apricot tree on a walk and called her to ask if we could pick some. The first thing she said when she answered the phone was "Want some apricots?" I thought it was pretty funny.) We brought them home and owing to their ripeness we immediately canned them using the steamer we got as a wedding gift. During the process we canned 14 jars and learned that you can pack the apricots in the jars more tightly then we initially thought. This morning we had apricot smoothies for breakfast. Mmmmm too much fiber.
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