Tuesday, May 26, 2026

pickled red onions

 Pickled red onions are easy to make and very delicious. 


2 red onions, sliced

2 cups water

2 cups white wine vinegar

1 1/2 Tablespoons sugar

2 teaspoons of salt

I do not own a mandolin slicer, therefore, I slice my onions as thin as I can. This works perfectly fine. My husband actually likes the thicker onion slices.

Heat the water and vinegar, adding the sugar and salt to dissolve. Place the cut onions in a quart jar and after the  water cools pour it over the onions. I like to add only peppercorns to my onions. You may like to add garlic or herbs, do whatever you and your family likes. Keep them in the refrigerator, they are good for use after only a few hours, but they only get better over time.

I keep this as an ongoing food in my refrigerator because we enjoy eating them on our salads.

When the onions have been eaten, I will add freshly sliced onions to the vinegar water. That vinegar water is concentrated and  is still able to pickle satisfactorily, I will do this about two extra times. This is especially helpful when I am in a pinch for more onions as soon as possible.



Friday, May 22, 2026

spring home economics

When I was in Junior High and Senior High School I was fortunate to be able to take elective classes simply called Home Economics I and II. I loved these classes pertaining to all things involving home! Perhaps even then the course of my "career" was on a pathway of  preparing me for the years ahead.  With the increasing high prices of things today economy is even more vital for the family household and we certainly should take lessons in the dire importance of home economy.   Depending on the season there can be added extras of home economy and yes, the plain truth is it might take a bit more time and forth going effort. But I have discovered that after the extras become a part of the routine of your daily homekeeping  they flow organically providing a purpose and calm knowing a difference is being made in the economics of your home.

We are now into the spring season and I am reveling in the specific tasks and joys that spring economics provides. At last...a backyard clothesline!  This new acquisition is a Brabantia Retractable Clothesline. I especially like how I can stand in one place and give it a gentle swirl and continue on pegging the laundry with the added benefit at the end of the day to easily removing the dry laundry.

And the fresh smell of laundry dried outside on the line can not be bottled.


 



Where do you fold your clothes after either removing them from the dryer or the clothesline? I usually fold mine at the dining room table. This day it was laundry from the guest house ready to be later transported across the street, from the stay of a dear friend this past week.

She was the only doctor's wife in Branford, Maine, who hung her wash on an outdoor clothesline instead of putting it through a dryer, because she liked to look out the window and see the clothes blowing in the wind. She had been especially delighted, one day, when one sleeve of the top of her husband's pajamas, prodded by the stiff breeze off the bay, reached over and grabbed her nightgown around the waist.

                                                         ~Lois Lowry




Monday, February 9, 2026

winter home economics


This is "me" still attempting to maintain some sort of walking schedule on the slippery snowy ice! One gingerly placed foot at a time and plenty of warm clothes.

Arising... with shining being a bonus.
This morning I got out of bed earlier than my usual 6:15 or so. I read once if you are rested and awake why not just get up. Though it was still dark outside, in the early morning sky I observe twinkly stars and the planet Venus, a tiny spot residing beside the waning moon. The snow on the ground gives off that faint magical glow. 

I am perking my coffee these mornings in a *Presto percolator. The main reason I purchased this percolator is because I like hot coffee; percolators seem to do a much better job of not only brewing it hotter, but keeping the coffee hot until it is unplugged. But then I am by no means a coffee connoisseur. I simply enjoy my morning coffee hot and strong.

I stir the hot coals in the wood stove and carefully lay on a small log to get the fire aroused. I light a few candles until it is time to switch on the table side light in order to read the Word. Then I begin to stretch, those "old-fashioned" stretches that can't be beat for waking up the joints and muscles.

Home tending...I make a home and I tend it too.
Laundry is always on the Monday list, more than likely because I  happen to do less laundering over the weekends.
I decided it was time to go through both freezers that are in the house and get a perfect inventory of what foods are in the freezers and what foods need to be eaten sooner than later, or even thrown out if they have reached that point of no return. This did not take as long as I anticipated,  probably due to the cold frozen food on my hands and the annoying alarm on the freezer. But my frozen foods are now organized and my menu planning for this week and even into the weeks ahead are tentatively planned.

Cooking and Preparing...getting a start on some food prep for the week and managing my ferments.
*1/2 chicken boiled,  for chicken and dumplings along with the chicken bone broth that was in the freezer
*Sausage browned, for pizza and I also found frozen homemade  pizza dough that was pulled out to thaw in refrigerator.
*Dried lima beans to soak. I like to keep beans or a dish containing beans in the refrigerator every week. 
*Cabbage made into sauerkraut.
*A batch of water kefir was made.

And now a poem from Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings, 
                                     Songs of A Housewife.
                       
                                                  Winter Sun.

There's not much of it- that may be
Why it is welcome, since it's rare;
And why it seems a bar of gold, 
Lying across the table there.

Over my kitchen pots and pans
It trails its shiny finger-tips.
Spills over in the living-room,
And in my hands, like honey, drips.

A Winter sun, like memory,
Brings back the thought of Summer haze.
Remembrance of the birds and flowers,
The ecstasy of August days.

A handful of such sun would seem
All that the Heavens can afford,
In Winter-time. Consider me
Most grateful for small favors, Lord!
                                                                        January 5, 1925

If the name Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings rings a bell, she is the authoress of 
 The Yearling and Cross Creek, both well-known novels.

A footnote: At least two blogs I enjoy reading are no longer available, as in removed. Some of the wording suggests it might not come from the blogger? This makes me sad. If you are one of those bloggers, please know I will miss you greatly.



Saturday, January 31, 2026

a return of sorts

 What a smorgasbord of things are on my mind this January day when the cold of winter doth blow and we are bundling up once again with woolies.

 It is not as if I have been around much lately, but as you my blogger friends know we do tend to create posts either in our busy minds or drafted to the computer though certain posts will never see the open page or be read by anyone.

I truly am not that complicated nor is my life one that others would entitle exceptional, but as Thoreau once said,

  • “It’s not enough to be busy, so are the ants. The question is, what are we busy about?” 
  • The truth of the matter, my particular busy was people,  wonderful people visiting, people celebrating and then when the holidays arrived people coming and going. And with all the people came cooking, washing up, decorating, visiting, sitting around the table, worshipping. A beautiful and wonderful life to live.
  •                                    But blogging...nil.
  • But that does not mean I didn't miss creating posts or that I did not miss all of you.       
  • Enough said about that.

  •  
    Claire baked this most beautiful and delicious German Chocolate cake for me back in December for my birthday. She could open a bakery and sell cakes if she wasn't doing the most worthy thing in the world, providing a home for her family and raising my grandchildren full-time.

I worked on this post on and off for awhile thinking I would do one large catch-up post. Not the best idea I ever had, so here it is just as it was written earlier in time and I hope to be posting more regularly soon, that is my plan anyway. 

 


pickled red onions

 Pickled red onions are easy to make and very delicious.  2 red onions, sliced 2 cups water 2 cups white wine vinegar 1 1/2 Tablespoons suga...