Wednesday morning, the guy who grocery shops for me called. Wanted to know if I really wanted a dozen bunches of celery. I did. And how big a turkey did I need. I replied I wanted the biggest one he could find. He laughed and said OK. See you soon.
Celery has been on sale at that grocery store at other times for 98 cents a bunch. And those times the bunches have been skinny - about half the size of a normal bunch of celery. Not this time. They were huge. I already have all the dehydrated celery I want, so I went ahead and canned up this batch, even though there was more than I bargained for. Wound up with 8 pints and 56 half pints of chopped celery.
The turkey I got weighed in at a little over 23 pounds. A 23 pound turkey yields 12 pints of meat and 11 quarts of turkey broth. I need to get at least another four turkeys that size - maybe six. I use the canned turkey more than any other canned meat, and I was completely out of it.
I've still got 10 lbs of frozen peas and 10 lbs. of frozen green beans to can. But I think that will wait until tomorrow. I'm slowly and reluctantly learning what my limitations are and after the last of the turkey comes out of the pressure canner, I do believe a short nap might be just the thing. Although if this winter continues as it has been so far (yesterday morning the temperature was at six degrees below zero), naps may give way to hibernation. I think the bears are smarter than we are. They sleep the whole winter long.
God's Word for Tuesday, 6/27/17
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