This was some amazing ice cream.
Since I can’t legally call it “Fire Cider” (grumble) I’m gonna call it Pirate Cydaarh(tm)
A few weeks ago, I made a batch of pumpkin chocolate chip cookies from a cookbook I have. I was less than impressed. (I still ate about half of them.. you know.. just to be sure) So I screwed around with the recipe.. a lot. So much so that you…
So, hey… It’s been a few weeks… it’s been a few rough weeks, but I’m pretty sure I’m on the upswing… so here I am, carefully making my way back into the world. I’ve been pretty depressed since our ParmaQay passed away. Depression for me looks like this: Hide Think…
Look at that.. another “hey I’ve been busy sorry I’ve been away yadda yadda yadda” post. Shocking!
So anyway, this is what I’ve been up to.
I found a new amazing snack.
I’ve been torturing my neighbors with my new banjolele. Please note the Bing Futch shirt. It’s totally cool to wear a shirt about one instrument and play a different one.. right? Sho.
I finally mowed the lawn and whacked the shit out of the weeds.. and tried to look tough doing it.
I rendered down something like three pounds of beef fat I’d been saving. I’m going to use this to make beef confit… eventually.
I made 16 pints of chicken stock out of the carcasses I’d been saving in the freezer. I finished up the last of the homebrew in front of the window while I waiting for the bitch, Big Betty to finish up.
We bought a big box of meat. Which is why I was canning and rendering like a fool. I needed the freezer space.
And we did a 45 whirlwind trip to the most Magical Place On Earth and stayed awake for 20 hours! I felt invicible! Until I fell down.
That’s the snippets. What do you want to know more about first?
Back in June of last year, I posted about my experience with making homemade soda from Emma Christensen’s book True Brews: How to Craft Fermented Cider, Beer, Wine, Sake, Soda, Mead, Kefir, and Kombucha at Home. At the time I was like “I’m only gonna make soda because I already…