The Things I Do Not Preserve, and Why I Stopped
August is when the kitchen fills up and every jar starts to look like a good idea. Here are the five things I have taken off my list for good, what I do instead, and why saying no got easier.
August is when the kitchen fills up and every jar starts to look like a good idea. Here are the five things I have taken off my list for good, what I do instead, and why saying no got easier.
Nobody warns you that storage is the part that decides how much you should make. My first shelf was on a hot south wall, my labels were unreadable, and one unexplained jar taught me the rule I use now.
I emptied the bottom cupboard in June and sorted every piece of preserving equipment into keep, donate and what was I thinking. Here is what earned its space, what I bought far too early, and where cheap is a bad idea.
Someone handed me a jar of home canned green beans at a plant swap and I could not answer one simple question about it. That jar sent me to the official guidance, and changed which things I make.
Refrigerator pickles get treated as the training wheels version of preserving. They were the only thing I finished eating in my first year, and they taught me things about salt, timing and my own habits before I ever touched a canner.
My first jar of fermented green beans grew a gray ring on top while I told myself it was nothing. Here is what actually went wrong, what I threw out, and why a loud failure was the cheap kind of lesson.