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Timely preparation is important
I'm speaking about our charity fair, of course, which takes place in the first week of December, as a rule. Now that I've finished the little sewing kits and have a dozen or so little satchets done that need to be filled with dried lavender flowers eventually, I'm working towards the edible wares in earnest.
Planned are tiny little jars of sweet orange and spicy apple jam, small bottles of spiced vinegar (with dill and estragon, respectively), salad oil (with rosemary and other spices), ginger syrup and little marzipan balls shaped like potatoes and rolled in cocoa powder (that's what the cardboard baskets are meant for).
At the moment I've all the bottles for the vinegar, the oil and the ginger syrup (collected at the construction site next to our building - construction workers love their little shots of potent alcohol and usually leave the bottles behind, which I then sterilize in boiling water for my purposes), and my friend Evie has just gifted 13 little jars in two different sizes upon me. I also have a few of both sorts, so I think I'm ready for the jam-making... eventually.
In planning are a few more penguin- and Santa-shaped pencil holders. The numbers depend on the amount of canned veggies we're going to eat until December. *g* But I'm on the right path with my preparations, and I do have enough time to work on the details, or so I hope. Time always turns out a lot shorter than one believes.
Anyway, these are the plans. The actual day was also a bit eventful. I went to choir practice and took the disintegrated shoes to a shoemaker who promised to make brand new soles for them (that will cost me thrice the price the shoes themselves had cost, but they are extremely comfortable, and I only have these two poor, bad feet). I also took my alarm clock to the horologist because the big hand decided to go on its independent way - I hope they can fix it. I love that clock. Oh, and Mum had her weekly visit from the physiotherapist lady.
Tomorrow we won't have hot water from 3.30 up to 23.30, due to maintenance work. Oh, joy. But at least we'll have cold water, and we can always heat it up for cooking and a cat wash in the morning. I'll sorely miss my morning shower, though. That is what makes getting up bearable in the first place.
Planned are tiny little jars of sweet orange and spicy apple jam, small bottles of spiced vinegar (with dill and estragon, respectively), salad oil (with rosemary and other spices), ginger syrup and little marzipan balls shaped like potatoes and rolled in cocoa powder (that's what the cardboard baskets are meant for).
At the moment I've all the bottles for the vinegar, the oil and the ginger syrup (collected at the construction site next to our building - construction workers love their little shots of potent alcohol and usually leave the bottles behind, which I then sterilize in boiling water for my purposes), and my friend Evie has just gifted 13 little jars in two different sizes upon me. I also have a few of both sorts, so I think I'm ready for the jam-making... eventually.
In planning are a few more penguin- and Santa-shaped pencil holders. The numbers depend on the amount of canned veggies we're going to eat until December. *g* But I'm on the right path with my preparations, and I do have enough time to work on the details, or so I hope. Time always turns out a lot shorter than one believes.
Anyway, these are the plans. The actual day was also a bit eventful. I went to choir practice and took the disintegrated shoes to a shoemaker who promised to make brand new soles for them (that will cost me thrice the price the shoes themselves had cost, but they are extremely comfortable, and I only have these two poor, bad feet). I also took my alarm clock to the horologist because the big hand decided to go on its independent way - I hope they can fix it. I love that clock. Oh, and Mum had her weekly visit from the physiotherapist lady.
Tomorrow we won't have hot water from 3.30 up to 23.30, due to maintenance work. Oh, joy. But at least we'll have cold water, and we can always heat it up for cooking and a cat wash in the morning. I'll sorely miss my morning shower, though. That is what makes getting up bearable in the first place.