That's how it felt for a while yesterday. I took twenty pounds of potatoes out of the fifty pound bag to process. Peeling, rinsing, cutting up, rinsing, soaking, rinsing...Potatoes were the center of my universe for much of the day.
Once I'd rinsed away the starch that would cloud the jars, I was ready to start filling them with all those beautiful spuds. In the end, twenty pounds of potatoes were canned into twenty four wide mouth pint jars. Three didn't seal, but I had a plan for that eventuality, too.
I made potato soup with ham. Handsome thought it was delicious, and I wasn't going to try to convince him otherwise. It was just the comfort food we needed after both of our busy days. The best part was that there was exactly one full quart of leftover soup, so we can have that for lunch in the next day or so.
I work tonight, so I'm planning to rest and stitch feathers today. I think I've accomplished enough for one week, so I'll take it easy today. I hope you have a great weekend, dear friends.
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