Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Last week we picked up my new freezer. I'm very excited over the potential here. : ) I can buy more meat in bulk to freeze in family size portions. Next year, we can freeze more corn and I can make more freezer jam. I'll probably see about making and freezing salsa, too, because Michael just about inhales it! We'll stock up on shredded cheese when it's on sale and not worry about whether it's going to fit. And most importantly, when I earn my almost-free turkey at Ukrops in November, I'll have a place to keep it!
We don't exactly have a place to put a small chest freezer. No garage. No basement. No screened back porch. Instead, we squeezed it into the breakfast nook area of our kitchen that we use as an office/sewing room/arts and crafts center. It's a tight fit and Brenna's desk got bumped to the living room, but it works for now.
As my kids get older I find myself doing more and more things that remind me of my own childhood. Like buying a freezer. Both of my grandparents have large freezers. They freeze all kinds of things. My dad's mom freezes everything. I mean everything. Even milk. My mom's mom freezes mostly meat and vegetables. And the best strawberry freezer jam in the world. (All my cousins will agree with that!)
And so I follow in the frozen foods tradition. Well, not all of them....I don't think I'll ever freeze a gallon of milk!