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What I’ve Been Doing (Instead of Blogging)

Oh, my poor neglected blog.  I’ve been lazy with you.

I’ve no real excuse except that it’s winter and I’d really just like to burrow for a bit.

It’s getting to be mid-winter here, though, and we’ve been checking the chicken coops and replenishing bedding and doing minor cleaning in them.  We’ll do a total clean out come spring, but we want them to have enough clean space to get through until then.

With Francis out hopefully breeding all our ewes I’ve also been spending some of this time taking stock of our farm supplies, organizing them,  and making lists of what we’ll need for lambing in May.  The ladies will need a good de-worming before then and hooves will have to be in proper order.

I’ve also been looking at seed catalogs and dreaming up planting schedules and new ideas for the next growing season (which hopefully will be much kinder than last year’s monsoon-a-palooza).

Other than that I’ve made some orange marmalade using THIS recipe:02.06.14a

And I’ve been making and eating a lot of this:

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Cinnamon Bread.

School is being done at a leisurely pace these days (all day, sometimes by the fire), and knitting is getting accomplished along side of it.

It’s winter. It’s a good time for indoor projects and eating comfort foods.


Tagged: Farm, food, Homeschooling

Come On In …

Hi, and welcome to anyone who popped on over from MV Obsession…

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Categories are along the right side of the blog –>

I hope you enjoy them and remember, you’re welcome anytime.

- by Joan -

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My creation-copyright 2013


Let’s Visit …

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It’s been snowy, rainy, icy, grey, cold, snowy, sleety just icky a lot lately…   so why go visiting then?  Well for one thing we’re not leaving the comfort of our homes or even our keyboards.

We’re going to visit my other blog …

 

 For those of you who don’t know about TJE I thought it would be nice to pop next door, so to speak, and take a look around.  ‘Through Jersey Eyes’ is primarily a photography blog… so c’mon over to the Jersey side of this girl and take a look around.
Here are a few samples of categories…

DSC_0077 CLICK HERE for Martha’s Vineyard category
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DSC_0299 CLICK HERE for sunsets
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That’s only 8 of the many categories you can visit if you choose to come on over and spend awhile at ‘Through Jersey Eyes’.

Just CLICK HERE  walk right in and make yourself comfy.

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Fresh Pasta, step-by-step

***This is a re-post from September, 2011 because this weather is designed for fresh pasta. Enjoy!***

 

A few weeks ago I wrote about making fresh pasta and my inbox was immediately swamped with requests for the recipe and method. With the help of my trusty side-kick Amy, Labor Day was spent make four mammoth batches of pasta and taking loads of pics just for my lovely, hungry readers!

Making fresh pasta has one of the highest effort-to-reward ratios in all of cooking. It is so simple and so delicious that you will wonder why everyone doesn’t make their own pasta!

I’m going to walk you through making ravioli and fettucini, step by step. I use my Kitchen Aid Stand Mixer’s pasta roller and cutter attachments, but you can make perfectly lovely pasta using a a hand-cranked pasta machine or even rolling pin and a sharp knife.

The cool thing about making pasta is that you don’t actually need a recipe. All you need to know is that you are going to need one large egg and 3 ounces of flour (about 1/2 cup) per person you are serving.  Isn’t that easy?

As always, farm fresh eggs are best, but any eggs will do so long as they are large.

For six servings of pasta, we will use 3 cups of  all purpose flour or 18 ounces. Measure the flour into a wide bowl.

Using a table knife, make a well in the center of the flour and add six whole eggs to the center. (Don’t worry if the eggs slosh out of the well; that’s why we are making the pasta in a bowl, instead of directly on the counter, as many recipes suggest.)

Using a table knife, stir the eggs into the flour to combine.

When your flour/egg mixture looks like this, you’re done stirring.

Using your hands, pull the dough together towards the center of the bowl and

tump the dough out onto the counter.

Now your going to knead the dough by gently folding the dough over on it’s self

 

and pushing the dough away from you with the heel of your hands. This dough comes together very quickly.

After a couple of minutes, you’ll notice that your dough is starting to look, well, like dough.

When your dough is fairly uniform-looking, form it into a ball.

Cover with a bowl and allow to rest for 20 to 30 minutes.

After resting, cut your dough in half.

And then into quarters. We are going to work with one quarter at a time. To keep the rest of the dough from drying out, re-cover it with an inverted bowl or a tea towel.

If you have a pasta machine (manual or hand cranked), set the rollers on 1 (the widest setting) and feed the dough through the rollers.

If you don’t have a pasta machine, roll one quarter of the dough out on a lightly floured surface with a rolling pin. Allow the dough to rest for five minutes and re-roll the dough as thin as possible, lightly flouring the surface of the dough, if necessary.

When the pasta comes out of the machine, lightly flour the surface and put back through the pasta rollers on the next highest number.

Continue feeding the dough through the rollers until you reach the #4 setting. By now, you will have a very long, very thin piece of pasta dough. Cut the dough in half, to create a top and bottom piece for you ravioli.

Using a ravioli cutter, lightly mark the bottom sheet of pasta dough, so you will know how far apart to place your filling.

The possibilities for fillings are endless! For this batch, I am using goat cheese mixed with pesto. I also like to fill raviolis with pumpkin puree, pumpkin and goat cheese, & pumpkin and browned, ground sausage. Honestly, just about anything will work so long as you don’t overfill you ravs. (You’ll know you are using too much filling if you have any difficultly sealing them without filling oozing out of the sides.) I generally make three or four batches of pasta at a time, varying the fillings, so my freezer is packed with deliciousness until I have time to make it fresh again.

Working quickly, place the top sheet of dough over the bottom sheet with the filling.

Cut out ravioli.

Remove excess dough and carefully place raviolis on a tea towel on a  platter to dry. The tea towel will keep the ravioli from sticking and will wick away some of the moisture on the bottom. (The excess dough can be gathered up and re-rolled.)

Repeat the rolling process with the next quarter of dough. Allow the ravioli to dry for about an hour before using or freezing.

If you don’t have a ravioli cutter, you can cut your ravioli into squares with a kitchen knife, or you can use a wine glass or biscuit cutter to make mezzaluna shaped ravioli. Repeat the process above, then cut circles from the sheet of pasta.

Place the filling in the middle of the circle.

Fold in half, over the filling.

And gently press to seal. If you’re pasta has dried out a bit, you may need to dip a finger in water and run it along the eye of the circle before folding to create a tight seal. Allow to dry as above.

To cook  your raviolis, carefully lower them into gently simmering, salted water and remove when the ravs float to the surface, but for no more than 2 to 3 minutes. Over-stuffed raviolis will break open or leak when cooked. Sauce as desired. Handmade ravioli are particularly good with just a drizzle of good quality olive oil and fresh grated parmesan.

To freeze raviolis, allow them to dry for an hour or so at room temperature in a single layer on a platter. Then, place the entire platter (or sheet tray) in the freezer. When the individual ravioli are frozen, remove from the platter and place them in a zip top freezer bag.

Making fresh spaghetti and fettucini is even easier than ravioli! Follow the steps above, putting the dough through the pasta rollers until you reach the #4 thickness setting. Then, switching to the cutter attachment, run the dough through.

If you don’t have a pasta machine, spaghetti may be out of reach but you can easily make parpadella or other slightly wider noodles using a sharp kitchen knife or pastry wheel. Follow the above instructions for rolling out the pasta with a rolling pin as thinly as possible. Lightly flour the sheet of pasta and allow it to rest for 10 minutes.

Loosely roll the dough into a cylinder. Using a sharp knife or pastry wheel, cut the cylinder into 3/4 wide slices. Unroll the dough, light flour it and gently toss to separate the noodles. Allow the pasta to dry at room temperature for an hour and freeze or use fresh. To cook the noodles, gently lower them into salted, boiling water and cook until al dente. Remember, fresh pasta cooks much more quickly than packaged dried pasta. Sauce as desired and enjoy!

I hope these instructions aren’t daunting- it’s really super-easy. If you have any questions before you get started, post them here.

Many thanks to Amy, and to Zac, who cleaned up flour and did dishes all day long to bring you this post.

Sixteen …

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- by Joan -


Wrapping Up 2013

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Happy New Year, everyone!


Tagged: Farm, food, Garden, Homeschooling, Knitting, Pets, Seasons, Sewing

Laziness All Around

I can’t even believe Christmas is over.  It hasn’t quite sunk in.  The day itself came and went in a flash; the season itself never quite had a chance to find the right “feel”.

It was still a quiet, lovely holiday, with our traditional pigs in a blanket and chocolate cream pie.  In the evening we watched the new episode of Doctor Who with my friend Jessie’s family.

Since then I have been struggling to do as little as humanly possible.  A staycation of sorts.  It’s not always easy, or even possible, what with animals and children.  But I’ve certainly spent more than my fair share of time on Pinterest and Twitter, and even more time complaining about the awful unseasonable weather (rain, rain, more rain).

I may get some sewing or knitting done this week; more likely I’ll download some books and glue myself to the couch.

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I’ll also try to soak up as many scenes like this as I can before the lovely ambience of the tree goes away for another year.

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Everyone was happy with their gifts (and I can’t wait to try some recipes with Emily).

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Neve and her twin, Grumpycat.

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I may make another pie later.  If there’s one thing that can rouse me from my extreme unwillingness to move, it’s food.

 


Tagged: food, Pets, Seasons

Nearly There

It’s December 23.  I cannot believe how quickly we’ve gotten here.  I wish we had a few more days to linger in this “it’s nearly Christmas” glow, where everyone is home (or on their way home) with friends and family in joyful anticipation and excitement (unlike the nasty holiday crowds in the bigger stores today).

We may not have accomplished everything I’d hoped in time, but we did do quite a lot.  Holiday stories were read.  Gingerbread houses were made (and eaten).

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My Christmas quilt was finally finished.

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Friends were received and parties were attended.

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Lots of food was prepared (and eaten!)

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One more glorious day of “before-ness” is left us.  One more day before the explosion of gifts and sugar-loaded children.  One more day.

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I’m going to curl up with my cutie and watch It’s A Wonderful Life with some mulled wine.

It’s nearly time.


Tagged: food, Seasons, Sewing

Holiday Time-Out

Lately I’ve been throwing myself into baking and prep for Christmas, as I do every year.  Every year I whip up a massive amount of food and goodies so that everyone can have a relaxing, magical holiday.  Because do you remember how that felt as a child?  When the holidays were magical?

I want that magic again, I really do.  But sometimes, it is really, really difficult to make it happen.

My kids have been steamrolling toward the holiday with a kind of manic, no-holds-barred, all-out war on peace and sanity.  The younger two have been at each others’ throats at a rate previously unseen.  Warm holiday moments with the family have become something akin to forced labor as I try to drag them through holiday activities kicking, screaming and hurling insults all the way. My dire warnings about naughty kids who get no presents have fallen mostly on deaf ears. I think Neve suspects where her bread is buttered, and further knows I’ll never ruin Christmas just to teach those jerks a lesson, and Oona is simply following suit.

How I get around that one without actually cancelling the presents…..I haven’t got that figured out yet.

Fortunately, I have seem to instilled in them the joy of giving.  For two weeks they’ve been collecting things from their own bedrooms and wrapping them up to give to one another, and to people they know. It’s lovely, but it’s also aggravating when your six year old wants to gift a lovely stuffed animal you paid good money for to the dog (or worse, one you made). But they do genuinely enjoy making things for each other and their friends and family.

The past few weeks, therefor, have been a rather mixed bag for me. There’s been the goodness of having friends over more nights than not, and there have been some quiet moments in the evening where everyone is entranced by a Christmas movie and snuggled together on the couch.

Today, though, I realized I was headed toward a low point.  I was wrestling with the problem that my younger kids don’t necessarily need to be rewarded for their deplorable behavior, but that I don’t want Christmas to be sad.  I was feeling bummed out by the weather; upper 70′s and pouring.  I had to deal with nasty mud and flies and just general wet-weather grossness while feeding the animals.  Plus my head was aching from the rain, and I had myself set to make three different batches of cookies.

Baking, you see, is how I express my holiday joy and attempt to regain some of that magic.

So Paul took the girls to their Scouts event so I could get to work (they sang carols and did crafts with the residents of a nursing home).

Immediately I realized I had to go to the store, as I was perilously low on butter and dishwasher detergent.  Off I trudged to deal with the Sunday-before-Christmas grocery store crowds.  I got what I needed, came home and set about getting the dishwasher loaded up to make room for baking. And realized I had forgotten the dishwasher detergent.

No big deal!  I whipped up a batch of dough that had to chill before baking, and headed back out.

I had now wasted over an hour just running around, and soon it would be evening feeding time.

I grabbed the dough from the fridge and rolled it out to cut with my Springerle mold.

Lo and behold….I couldn’t get the dough to NOT stick to the mold.  I chilled it again while working on some butter dough for Linzer cookies and got some advice from a friend.

Back to the Springerle dough.  Still sticky, even though I had added flour and chilled it and now it was next to impossible to roll out.

But I persevered!  I would have a batch of cookies finished, damn it!

Finally I discovered that I needed to keep the dough a little thicker than I had, and the mold worked like a charm.  For a few.  Then it got sticky again.  So I went to my butter dough since I’ve worked with that millions of times and never had an issue.  I really needed a win, here.

It, too, was waaaaay sticky.  And then it hit me: humidity.  It was massively humid outside, and not much better in.

Once I adjusted the flour more, I had success all around.

But it was feeding time and I was fast losing steam.

I texted Paul to see if he’d bring me home a Gingerbread Latte. When he said yes, I headed out the door into the rain, mud and poo, some of the spring restored to my step.

I returned to the house ravenous.  The rotisserie chicken I had picked up for dinner mocked me with its deliciousness from the kitchen counter, and I ate all of the skin off of it.  Still, I wanted more.  But Paul and the kids were in town, and this was supposed to be dinner.

Two wings and part of a breast later, I got back to work with the cookies.  I was disappointed with how little I’d accomplished for the day and my feet were aching.  The one thing pushing me to finish using up all the fresh dough in front of me and getting it all baked was the thought of that beautiful, luxurious latte I’d be getting soon.

By the time Paul did get back, I was starving again, my head was hurting again, my feet and back were aching, I was tired, cranky, and it was nearly 8:00.  I barely had one plate of cookies finished and it felt like so very little for how hard I’d been working.

When Neve walked in the door holding my coffee, it was like the heavens had parted and all would be well.  This would be a wonderful night of accomplishment and snacking.

And then Pippa ran to Neve, jumped on her, and knocked my beautiful latte to the floor.

It splashed and pooled all over the kitchen floor, its heavenly aroma assaulting me with the cruelty of knowing it was not to be.

Then the knowledge that I would have to clean it up.

I cried. Big, ugly ears.

Tears for my lost promise of a salvaged evening.  Tears for my frustration with my family.  Tears for the crappy weather and my headache.  Tears of exhaustion.  Angry tears.

I was on full-scale meltdown and I needed a time-out.

But then?

I went back to baking and knocked out two different batches of cookies.

Sometimes it all gets to be too much and I wonder why I do this to myself.  Then my day goes to crud and I realize I do it because I love it.  I love baking.  I love Christmas.  I love my terrible family.

I do it for love.

 


Tagged: Farm, food, Seasons

Baking Christmas Cookies …

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It’s that time of year… get out the mixing bowl and flour and start baking Christmas cookies.  I am not a baker… I do however appreciate all the work that goes into baking… and especially all the time spent making batches and batches of Christmas cookies.  This year I decided to bake cookies with my granddaughter Tiffany, we’ve never baked together before so it was an experience for both of us.  Tiffany does bake and is quite good at it and without her help I don’t know if I could have done it.

Ok… so here goes…..

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What, you were expecting real baking.. I mean  technically we are baking.

Timer’s set and they’re ready to go in the oven.

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And they’re done…. tah dah… looking good, smell good too.

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And they taste good too.

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This was fun, thank you T.   Maybe next year Christmas cookies from scratch !

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