For the past two days I have been hanging out with my strawberries. We started off in a loving relationship. I was proud of how we had come together and our journey home. I had dreams of what I could do with the strawberries. They were so pretty and bright and had so much potential.
Over the past day I've grown tired of my strawberries. They were never ending. I was soooo sick of cutting off the tops so that I could actually use them in whichever way I wanted to. My flat would empty but then I would have to pour the girls strawberries into my flat and like magic, my flat was full again.
The strawberry process also made a huge mess out of my house for not only one day but two. After the first day I was proud of my nine pints of strawberry jam and delicious strawberry cake (recipe to come later) that I cleaned up merrily and looked forward to finishing off the strawberries today. I woke up and got going right away. Cutting more strawberries and processing more jam, just this time is was sugar-free so that I could enjoy some of these beauties guilt free on some toast.
Hours later I now have 1 strawberry cake, 9 pints of strawberry jam, 4 half pints of sugar-free strawberry jam, 3 dozen strawberry pancakes to un-thaw in the microwave whenever we need and 8 baggies of frozen whole strawberries for future shakes, smoothies and anything else I can come up with.
Wanna see the mess after day two? Remember, I started with a clean kitchen.
Was it worth it? Yes. I would do it all over again. I truly love knowing where my produce comes from and knowing exactly what is in the foods I feed to my family. It just takes a little bit more time and work but it's so rewarding.