You know you want to watch.
Tomatoes from the farm. So good, but how many fucking cherry tomatoes can a person eat? So I've been sun drying them. In my car, which doubles as a solar cooker.
After cutting them in half, they went on this old window screen and then into the car/solar cooker and stayed there until they are dry - about 2 days. Some times I am attentive and I flip them over after the first day. If you put them cut side up at first, the screen stays clean.
And the chiles. Spicy and delicious.
Roasted on the stove until they are all charr-y. Use tongs to turn them. Really.
Sweatin' to the oldies. Or actually sweatin' to Girlyman and my long-ass conversation with Sian about sustainable food choices. I did some in a paper bag and then got lazy and put the rest in a bowl and threw a plate on top for The Sweating Process. They had their sauna time for about 10 or 15 minutes, I think. Then I rubbed and rinsed all the charr-y skin off and they were beautiful roasted chiles.
All ready for the freezer.
5 comments:
I wish I had money. I would totally ask you to be my wife.
I wish I was into monogamy. I would totally be your wife.
Nah,
We wouldn't do any humping! I would be independently wealthy and you would make things pretty. I would go out everyday to "work", meaning I would waste time out in the world until it was time for dinner. I would share my money with you. Sometimes I would be hangin out alone in my yurt. These would be good times for you to have ladies over for some lovin. Genius? I think so!
Also, by me not really "doing" anything, we would be engaged in loving queer relationship that totally subverted traditional gender roles.........anything?
Perfect! I am *so* your girl! Hurry up with the rich part so I can get to the ladies part.
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