Harvest Time Again.

Okay, Harvest Time again. I do so love this time of year, mainly because it feeds my Cave Woman desire to stack the store cupboard for lean times ahead. Not to forget some Nuclear Disaster that might or might not happen. You never can tell.

But Ten Massive Great Marrows? Even I have a problem with that. After all, there is a limit to how many Marrows you can stuff. And of course, I couldn’t say “No Thank You” as that would have offended. So what to do with them?

I can’t dump them in the Communal Bin because everyone uses that. And I can’t give them away because everybody else has already got too many anyway.
Any ideas beyond Stuffing and Jam will be gratefully received. We don’t actually eat Jam.

However, there is also a very big box of Cherry Tomatoes. I am working on what to do with those. And a bag full of little Mustard Packets. They will be okay because they will keep. Three very big Beetroots are also welcome as I like Beetroot, preferably uncontaminated by Vinegar. Also about a dozen eggs, left over from the recent Pardon, but I quite like those pickled.

The good news is that I managed to pass on a couple of jars of Apple Pickle from the vast store that I simply had to make last Autumn. I’m not sure if The French actually do Pickle. But I don’t really care. Sorry about that.

As it is there is a dearth of Apples this year, and Thank God for that. God obviously knows that I don’t need Apples at the moment. Can someone tell Him that I don’t need any more Marrows either?

The Chestnuts are looking good, so I am going to bottle a few of those, I hope. For a country that grows Chestnuts by the barrow load, they are very expensive to buy.

A quick tip. Cut a small slice in the outer casing and bring to the boil. They won’t be cooked, but the shell comes off much more easily, thereby avoiding bleeding thumb nails. Cook them later, and you can freeze them uncooked.

The rest of the nuts aren’t doing well at all.  Maybe next year. Oh, and forget the Apples and Marrows.

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5 Responses to “Harvest Time Again.”

  1. thelastfurlong Says:

    How lovely! How lucky! How industrious! I speak to God occasionally – MY God. He’s a nice fella sometimes – but he’s done bugger all about my sciatica. I’ll mention your marrow problem. Maybe you’ll have better luck than me!

  2. elenamitchell Says:

    No, I am not all that industrious really. I just cannot cope with waste, probably due to The War when I was permanently hungry for six years.
    I will have a word with God about your Sciatica. Sorry I didn’t think of that option sooner.
    Don’t laugh. One Hail Mary will probably do. Let me know if it doesn’t work and I will try two.

  3. thelastfurlong Says:

    Yes, thank you Elena. I might have applied to the wrong department! I do find women get things done. I’ll wait for your Hail Mary. before I try one, otherwise we won’t know which one worked! 🙂

  4. elenamitchell Says:

    More is best with Hail Mary’s. And I have already done one for you.
    However, I suspect that the success might have something to do with the mind going blank, cutting off any communication with the brain, which is what probably causes Sciatica in the first place.
    You could try ten, by which time you will be completely comatosed and beyond pain.

    PS. I am no where near as cynical as I sometimes come across.

  5. thelastfurlong Says:

    Oh, you are so funny! 😀

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