Popitka. The fact that I hate any work associated with typical, traditionally attributed to women in household activities, I wrote at the beginning of my adventure with blogging, in the post
"I'm not a chicken-home" . Quickly move ties with some renovation, painting, decoration, than with making preparations. Incidentally, a neighbor promised me a rural nineteenth-century wardrobe, of course, painted a lacquer, so have a blade claws (drill) and I can not wait for when you fall into my hands off.
However, it appears that it is not me so bad in the sense of those preparations. Experiment with food has always liked, since I'm always too lazy enough that if I lack the motivation, it just hangs on. But it takes only a little kick me in the ass, I was motivated and enjoyed what I was doing. In the perspective because I have great satisfaction with homemade products, saved a few pounds in your wallet, and if something goes even more expensive or the same as in the store, then at least I know what I eat. Until I reach full self-sufficiency has never and does not even have such ambitions, but I better than ever, use the opportunities it gives me life in the countryside.
Of the products of which we are most proud of this moment are, of course, wine. I enjoy this topic the fact that their production, you fulfill a rare role as assistant head just in the kitchen. It is nice to sometimes break from the role of the alpha female in his own home.
meticulously, as dictated by Peasant, carefully pour out upon the gods to drink a bottle target.
After turning the first impulse, which unfairly, quite subjectively, had committed the tuskulańskiego Gronowo-apple, I've learned not to judge the taste of young wine straight from Baniak, but predict its future value. Provided that these qualities will see their chance. The next wine, the zlaliśmy and which I tried, as has already been odstało and chilled, it was as dry wine, but from the whole crushed grapes. I will not dwell on its divine taste and aroma, not to make the impression of a person falling into one extreme to the other, at least appreciate the taste. We are happy urąbałabym and outstanding under the fence again, but just a pity I had to destroy that which in a few months will be a drink worthy of the gods.
Somewhere I killed the draft label. I do not know if it shows, so I write:
delicious dry wine grape tuskulańskie
"Even the dead will jurnego."
third and final wine, are those which we had a lot of doubts. Arose from the pure juice of the many varieties of apples, growing in our very aged orchard.
Fragment 0.6 hectare orchard. So many gave up today to catch the lens. In January, I managed to wash all my 120 trees. It took me 2 days. Why not be whitewashed "the ruler", but look cool in these "white pants" :-)
summer, but the apples in the orchard can meet various kinds of Rusalka :-)
Nothing, just pick it. Apples, of course :-)
The old varieties of apple that she can identify, are malinówki (absolute hit), antonówki (big as a volley ball), pulpwood, rennet, Gloster. Needless to say that our orchard pesticide or herbicide is not wearing a felt over the last several decades, if ever. Never, in our apple could not find the worm.
Returning to the wine. His bottling proceeded in an atmosphere of uncertainty, if we come out of this wine, or some shit, which will be broadcast only on the distillate. Contrary to our fears, it turned out that the only wine that came out semi-sweet. In addition, such a delicious, that I would like to write, that is the best of all three types. But how cider may be better than the grape? Ot and existential puzzle.
peasant at work in the kitchen, an unusual sight.
Rzekłabym-rozczulający :-)
The final
next hit in the farm, if you're in the topic popitki is tuskulański lawyer, we have not found anywhere in the world. Since I do advocate the way home, I am not able to appreciate the taste of liquor sold in stores. Once this was making the drink by adding brandy to the classical rule, now a lawyer tuskulańskiego recipe is shrouded in mystery theme. Repeal of the limbus and napomknę that this mystery has a subtle, but giving it spcecyficzny and unique character, aroma tuskulańskich grapes and apples. We do not need longer brandy.
attorney did not receive a label, because the glue would not be able to dry on the bottle. Indeed, it disappears within 3 days. For similar reasons, it is impossible to take pictures trunkowi, but tomorrow I promise to add value described by illustration.
As a young trainee, one of the most important practical wisdom he gained in college, was that there is no popitki snack. I need to keep this up, since only bums zakąszając not drink alcohol.
Earlier than usual, the spring sun, was the cause of several new projects in the field of its own prowiantów. Walking from the blog to the blog, mostly settlers, which butted move on some projects related to gardening. Well, people are a great inspiration for me, but I have no illusions. Knowing myself, split the atom rather than going to grow tomatoes from seeds. But chives ... hmm ... I have had bad experiences with breeding of chives, which is trying to introduce my mother to my farm. Sown skalniaku it to me, you probably wyplewiłam or something to drown him. Sown in my blackberry (which is this idea in general) - God knows what could it be? Three times a charm. I bought a box full, therefore, seeds of a seven-year, or what's his name, I made a place on the window. Earth is not bought on the assumption that it was not proper, since so many acres around. I do not know if it was not a mistake.
few days after placing the boxes on the kitchen window, with something Get out the earth began.
The packaging of the seeds was written-peak at Ileś there. What, sorry I have something like this nosedive? Chisel, or Nail?
- Have you ever seen an emergent chives? - Peasant ask.
I found him to be an expert, since from time to time, in childhood, pomieszkiwał with parents in the countryside. In the adult age of some things not to assimilate, so I feel justified, I do not know what it looks like chives in a larval state.
- not- said my expert.
- Hm ... And do not you happen to know whether the young leaves of chives is? - I ask my chives look intrigued.
- Well, not really - no peasant reassured me, oh, he calmed down.
- Maybe you had to buy land at the shop and do not take the field? God knows what this box is lurking. But you know, in case no such gap producing plants, wait, may lose their leaves, and gets them szyczypiorek. Finally, the frog tadpole is not like a puppy after the birth of the more it looks like a rat than a dog - logically wybrnęłam with inconvenient topic.
Four days after producing plants with leaf emergence, began to rise in a box sort of young grass. Carefully watering my culture diluted whey (not daily) and I wonder if by chance did not care for podagrycznikiem, świerząbkiem and couch grass.
At least my chives, or what keeps me there, is original and unique watering :-)
Chives on the window and the window :-) hectares
I mentioned about whey and immediately tell where she came from. Just a month ago I was sure that making home cottage cheese, some sort of space technology, completely unavailable to me. Not I know none of his peers, who has najbledsze even the concept of cheese. The explanation for this is simple. Awareness of culinary hired in the 90's when the stores could no longer buy anything. In the 80's, whose apathy and empty shelves I clearly remember I was a child, fed with what my mother literally the kill in the city. I can not remember the production of cottage cheese in my home, though mom and older sister insist that any, take place.
The first cheese, so the attempt, made with milk pound shop.
When produced his first curd, obdzwoniłam family from feeling like I've at least found life on Mars, unfortunately, unable to find understanding for my enthusiasm.
- What you baby, I've been taught to make curd? - surprised mother.
- No, no uczyłaś! - I answered.
Equipped with an electronic version of a book about cheese, they sent me invaluable Barry from a distant world, the covenant soon to do some stinky feet przepoconymi, zgliwiałego cheese.
Currently peasant comes to the milk cows. I am afraid that if I went there, it podarowałabym itself all dairy production. The appearance of the host, which supports the cows, raises concerns about abundant life in this milk. First Milk is pasteurized and then inoculated with bacteria from the previous batch (the first bacteria were inoculated with kefir shop). Host from cows too scared because I chat up, and is of 80 years. Probably familiar drink liquor, having a significant impact on the vigor. After all, it scares me a little. On the peasant, although there lurks Wieśka Mamunowa, but it is a very worn copy (Wieśka, not peasant) and tired of the rural occupational jawnodajki, too afraid not to.
of peasant pięciolitrową kank on the way home.
With this volume came to us 830 grams of cheese whey for this wonderful who-strangely enough-is suitable for drinking. The milk-store for me was not suitable. A little cream and butter it was, but with 5 liters, the amount of traces.
Meanwhile, bake aromatic Grazynka grandmother. Grażynka, also from a distant world, he finds me, thanks to its rules, unknown to me until now call taste. I have a feeling that this is only the beginning of my adventure with the culinary world, and that Grazyna wsiąknę in it deep enough, as far as my time, finances and availability of products will allow. The recipe for his grandmother can be found below
here.
As you can see, the shape, size does not matter .
Another culinary hit in my house is
oatmeal soup Agik blogger. Until now I thought that soup can be done only with rye. Strange is also true that until I read in Agik of oatmeal sour soup, not even looked at the label of the food bought in gotowców. And there-more than the rye flour, and disturbed me the most enigmatic product: garlic flavor. Even though no "natural-identical ', which creates suspicions with nature that he has nothing in common.
oatmeal soup is tasty on rye, and certainly on of purchasing. It is a bit different in taste, me and those who had a chance treat, enraptured. Zurek oatmeal tastes best served in a sizzling tuskulańskim bread. Simple, fast, nutritious, tasty, one hundred percent natural food. Recipe for soup, suggestions, discussions, here you will find a
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leaven
tuskulańskim final product in the bread.
version the other day. This time I added the sour soup yesterday with a hollow bread bowl flesh and in addition has made an egg.
In summary, we drink, eat, hard-working fizcznie, so do not tyjemy.
What do we do? In addition to organizing work around, stretch rozbujałych thickets, willows, lilacs, hazel, we put the fence a signpost. Smoked it all the autumn.
peasant prepares pole mount
Column patiently waiting
stood against the pole barn and the rock garden.
I'm tired of doing little during the summer season for tourist information for the lost, looking for landmarks motorized tourists who are pushed to the nearby ruins of the castle in search of Rajsko. The aid community, in bringing some boards, not count, so we decided to take matters into their own hands.
And the surprise for fans of Lower Silesia and barns on the occasion of the announcement in the near future and the time (even while plants do not obscure the view), a virtual tour of Tuskulum. Here's our own barn with stables attached (they are the black door on the right, near the corner of the building).
