Gardening, canning, pickling and everything related
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GWG8541 quarts 20 minutes, pints 15 minutes. I go by the BALL BLUE BOOK for canning . That’s how my parents and grandparents did it.
kyle thats pretty much how my Mom did it.
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@dennyo when my dad was alive, we would do 150 pounds of cabbage. He gave alot away and didnt want to chance getting someone sick. I only do 50 pounds now, but still give some away. I have a buddy that will take some straight out of my crock and eat it and he’s still alive.
kyle I’ve always tried it straight from the crock and never had any issues. Like most food, the fresher the better it tastes. Even the fermented stuff!
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Tex_77 I picked these yesterday evening. The plants are looking a little rough but they just keep on producing. I’m getting this amount every other day. These are going to be spicy V8.

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kyle said in Gardening, canning, pickling and everything related:

Canned 27 quarts of sauerkraut this morning, plus a little left over for supper.kyle When you pressure can kraut does it loose some of its krunch? I’ve only vac sealed the lids and kept it in the basement fridge, that way it remains very krunchy!
@dennyo looks like you might have enough to get you through winter.
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@dennyo I see. I still do mine in a 10 gallon crock with a weight sitting on top of a round lid off a 5 gallon bucket. Have to skim the mold off every couple days that floats on top
kyle @DennyO growing up we always ate fresh kraut, cooked only depending on the meal. Pickles were the same, just went to the crocks and pulled them out. Still on this side of the grass. Agree you need to be careful and sanitary.
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kyle @DennyO growing up we always ate fresh kraut, cooked only depending on the meal. Pickles were the same, just went to the crocks and pulled them out. Still on this side of the grass. Agree you need to be careful and sanitary.
YooperDog sorry I fat fingered the down vote button and it won’t let me reset it. It was purely accidentally. Sorry I’ll clear it as soon as it will allow me to. Have a great day.
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kyle @DennyO growing up we always ate fresh kraut, cooked only depending on the meal. Pickles were the same, just went to the crocks and pulled them out. Still on this side of the grass. Agree you need to be careful and sanitary.
YooperDog that’s how my grandmother did it. I remember getting to go to crocks and get pickles and kraut for a meal
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Tex_77 I picked these yesterday evening. The plants are looking a little rough but they just keep on producing. I’m getting this amount every other day. These are going to be spicy V8.

cdavis have a recipe to make a canable bloody mary mix?
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Tex_77 I am curious and interested. I was hoping to get down TX way to do some bird hunting, sounds like something good for camp.
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Tex_77 I’ve never done that but it sounds very interesting
. I’ll dig around and see what I can find. Thanks for the
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Tex_77 I am curious and interested. I was hoping to get down TX way to do some bird hunting, sounds like something good for camp.
Im posting this here because my Dad was the best gardener I have ever known. Its a a tough day today. I buried my Dad a year ago today and my Mom 7 months before him. After Mom passed I spent about every day at his house, cooking, cleaning and helping him live on his own at 91. My parents taught me everything important in life, including the ways of life most of us live and practice daily in this community. My Dad taught me how to hunt and grow food and Mom taught me how to prepare, preserve and can it. Today I opened the last jar of grape jelly I canned from my Dads grape vines last year. As you can see from the date on the can, it was canned on the 20th of August a year ago. It was the first time I had made it without Mom. The next day Dad went to the hospital and never came home again; he died on the 29th. While he was in Hospice I fed him his last meal. It was his grape jelly from this same batch on toast. You would have thought I gave him a steak dinner. I never thought my dad would be gone when I made this batch of jelly and I definitely never thought I would be feeding him his last meal. My challenge to everyone in our community is to keep our ways of life going. @ Papasop taught me this indeed is a community. Inside this community there are differences, but there is respect and everyone is willing to help one another. Your traditions, beliefs and betterment of this great country and community has to continue. Pass along your knowledge. It will come full circle some day.

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Im posting this here because my Dad was the best gardener I have ever known. Its a a tough day today. I buried my Dad a year ago today and my Mom 7 months before him. After Mom passed I spent about every day at his house, cooking, cleaning and helping him live on his own at 91. My parents taught me everything important in life, including the ways of life most of us live and practice daily in this community. My Dad taught me how to hunt and grow food and Mom taught me how to prepare, preserve and can it. Today I opened the last jar of grape jelly I canned from my Dads grape vines last year. As you can see from the date on the can, it was canned on the 20th of August a year ago. It was the first time I had made it without Mom. The next day Dad went to the hospital and never came home again; he died on the 29th. While he was in Hospice I fed him his last meal. It was his grape jelly from this same batch on toast. You would have thought I gave him a steak dinner. I never thought my dad would be gone when I made this batch of jelly and I definitely never thought I would be feeding him his last meal. My challenge to everyone in our community is to keep our ways of life going. @ Papasop taught me this indeed is a community. Inside this community there are differences, but there is respect and everyone is willing to help one another. Your traditions, beliefs and betterment of this great country and community has to continue. Pass along your knowledge. It will come full circle some day.

GWG8541 Very well said and I’m so sorry for your loss.
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Im posting this here because my Dad was the best gardener I have ever known. Its a a tough day today. I buried my Dad a year ago today and my Mom 7 months before him. After Mom passed I spent about every day at his house, cooking, cleaning and helping him live on his own at 91. My parents taught me everything important in life, including the ways of life most of us live and practice daily in this community. My Dad taught me how to hunt and grow food and Mom taught me how to prepare, preserve and can it. Today I opened the last jar of grape jelly I canned from my Dads grape vines last year. As you can see from the date on the can, it was canned on the 20th of August a year ago. It was the first time I had made it without Mom. The next day Dad went to the hospital and never came home again; he died on the 29th. While he was in Hospice I fed him his last meal. It was his grape jelly from this same batch on toast. You would have thought I gave him a steak dinner. I never thought my dad would be gone when I made this batch of jelly and I definitely never thought I would be feeding him his last meal. My challenge to everyone in our community is to keep our ways of life going. @ Papasop taught me this indeed is a community. Inside this community there are differences, but there is respect and everyone is willing to help one another. Your traditions, beliefs and betterment of this great country and community has to continue. Pass along your knowledge. It will come full circle some day.

GWG8541 those aren’t tears in my eyes it’s just West TX dust.
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Im posting this here because my Dad was the best gardener I have ever known. Its a a tough day today. I buried my Dad a year ago today and my Mom 7 months before him. After Mom passed I spent about every day at his house, cooking, cleaning and helping him live on his own at 91. My parents taught me everything important in life, including the ways of life most of us live and practice daily in this community. My Dad taught me how to hunt and grow food and Mom taught me how to prepare, preserve and can it. Today I opened the last jar of grape jelly I canned from my Dads grape vines last year. As you can see from the date on the can, it was canned on the 20th of August a year ago. It was the first time I had made it without Mom. The next day Dad went to the hospital and never came home again; he died on the 29th. While he was in Hospice I fed him his last meal. It was his grape jelly from this same batch on toast. You would have thought I gave him a steak dinner. I never thought my dad would be gone when I made this batch of jelly and I definitely never thought I would be feeding him his last meal. My challenge to everyone in our community is to keep our ways of life going. @ Papasop taught me this indeed is a community. Inside this community there are differences, but there is respect and everyone is willing to help one another. Your traditions, beliefs and betterment of this great country and community has to continue. Pass along your knowledge. It will come full circle some day.

GWG8541 nice write up. Just think how lucky you are to have the knowledge and memories. I would like to share a quote with you that my buddy shared with me when my dad passes away.
“GRIEF NEVER ENDS, BUT IT CHANGES. ITS A PASSAGE, NOT A PLACE TO STAY. GRIEF IS NOT A SIGN OF WEAKNESS, NOR A LACK OF FAITH…ITS THE PRICE OF LOVE”
my thoughts and prayers are with you today
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GWG8541 nice write up. Just think how lucky you are to have the knowledge and memories. I would like to share a quote with you that my buddy shared with me when my dad passes away.
“GRIEF NEVER ENDS, BUT IT CHANGES. ITS A PASSAGE, NOT A PLACE TO STAY. GRIEF IS NOT A SIGN OF WEAKNESS, NOR A LACK OF FAITH…ITS THE PRICE OF LOVE”
my thoughts and prayers are with you today
kyle that is an amazing passage. I bookmarked it to reflect on from time to time. How true it is.
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kyle that is an amazing passage. I bookmarked it to reflect on from time to time. How true it is.
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Im posting this here because my Dad was the best gardener I have ever known. Its a a tough day today. I buried my Dad a year ago today and my Mom 7 months before him. After Mom passed I spent about every day at his house, cooking, cleaning and helping him live on his own at 91. My parents taught me everything important in life, including the ways of life most of us live and practice daily in this community. My Dad taught me how to hunt and grow food and Mom taught me how to prepare, preserve and can it. Today I opened the last jar of grape jelly I canned from my Dads grape vines last year. As you can see from the date on the can, it was canned on the 20th of August a year ago. It was the first time I had made it without Mom. The next day Dad went to the hospital and never came home again; he died on the 29th. While he was in Hospice I fed him his last meal. It was his grape jelly from this same batch on toast. You would have thought I gave him a steak dinner. I never thought my dad would be gone when I made this batch of jelly and I definitely never thought I would be feeding him his last meal. My challenge to everyone in our community is to keep our ways of life going. @ Papasop taught me this indeed is a community. Inside this community there are differences, but there is respect and everyone is willing to help one another. Your traditions, beliefs and betterment of this great country and community has to continue. Pass along your knowledge. It will come full circle some day.

GWG8541 I am sorry to hear of that & that this is a day of so much sadness, yet so much joy for all that you were able to experience. Hang in there.
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Im posting this here because my Dad was the best gardener I have ever known. Its a a tough day today. I buried my Dad a year ago today and my Mom 7 months before him. After Mom passed I spent about every day at his house, cooking, cleaning and helping him live on his own at 91. My parents taught me everything important in life, including the ways of life most of us live and practice daily in this community. My Dad taught me how to hunt and grow food and Mom taught me how to prepare, preserve and can it. Today I opened the last jar of grape jelly I canned from my Dads grape vines last year. As you can see from the date on the can, it was canned on the 20th of August a year ago. It was the first time I had made it without Mom. The next day Dad went to the hospital and never came home again; he died on the 29th. While he was in Hospice I fed him his last meal. It was his grape jelly from this same batch on toast. You would have thought I gave him a steak dinner. I never thought my dad would be gone when I made this batch of jelly and I definitely never thought I would be feeding him his last meal. My challenge to everyone in our community is to keep our ways of life going. @ Papasop taught me this indeed is a community. Inside this community there are differences, but there is respect and everyone is willing to help one another. Your traditions, beliefs and betterment of this great country and community has to continue. Pass along your knowledge. It will come full circle some day.

GWG8541 sorry for your loss but be thankful for the time and memory’s you have with the values they instilled
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GWG8541 nice write up. Just think how lucky you are to have the knowledge and memories. I would like to share a quote with you that my buddy shared with me when my dad passes away.
“GRIEF NEVER ENDS, BUT IT CHANGES. ITS A PASSAGE, NOT A PLACE TO STAY. GRIEF IS NOT A SIGN OF WEAKNESS, NOR A LACK OF FAITH…ITS THE PRICE OF LOVE”
my thoughts and prayers are with you today
kyle thanks, that is a great passage and perspective. I was blessed to have great parents and grandparents. Even more blessed to have had them so long. After being in law enforcement for over 35 years now, you see a lot of carzy and not so good things. The biggest reality of the job is that none of us are promised tomorrow. I try to make the best of each day that is given to us. Thanks again.
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GWG8541 Grief and sorrow that one feels from losing a loved one never ends.
Lost my brother when he was 17, I was 9.
My brother in law that took his place in our family when he was 24, I was 17.
My father and I worked closely together in construction each of us having our own business. Losing dad was extreem on me.
It has been my extreme honor to carry all of my uncles and 3 aunts to the internment site.
I’m 67 in a couple of months now, the eyes still spring a leak when I think of my loved ones very dear to me that have passed.I am so sorry for your losses.
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