I went to Rural King on my lunch hour today. I needed to pick up some more canning jars. I still have some at the house but since I am going to can our smaller potatoes, which I'm doing for the first time this year, I didn’t want to get caught without enough canning jars. Even now, though it's not that late in the season, some of the stores are already running out. I need to have enough for my pears, potatoes, parsnips and carrots - and if my girlfriend has apples I’ll need to have some for applesauce. That will probably be about all that’s left to can. We will likely dig potatoes next Tuesday evening and that way I can can them on my day off, Wednesday.
Hubby and I are going to Lexington this week-end and my house sitter is looking forward to staying here and watching the horses and the dog. He says he can do a little fishing and relax. I’m all for that . . . but meanwhile I have it on good authority that we are all going out to dinner when we get to my sister's and I am so excited. We live in a small community and while we are certainly not bereft of restaurants, there’s nothing here I’d call really different or special. You can pretty much just count on getting the run-of-the-mill Chinese, Mexican, Pizza or Chicken and that’s if you don’t count Amish food and burgers! In Lexington they have all sorts and types of restaurants and I am so ready. I intend on getting out one of my pretty dresses, high heels and joining the ranks of the civilized!!!
Meanwhile, back at the ranch, my figs are ripening at a very moderate pace. They are not ripening all at the same time so I go out everyday and pick some. Yesterday I picked one and it looked so good . . . it was big, purple and just soft enough. I simply stood there and savored every bite!! I couldn’t help myself. No way would it have ever made it to my kitchen - it was destined for my taste buds and mine alone.