We were planting garlic and messing with the bees this weekend when Abigail hollered at me. She and Isaac have this strange love of sucking on ice cubes. I don’t really get it but then, I am an adult. Anyhow, Abigail had gotten an ice cube stuck to her upper lip. I would have been surprised but apparently this sort of thing runs in the family. When Emily was a kid, someone dared her to stick her tongue to a fence post. Not one to pass up a dare, she grabbed the fence and puckered up. Needless to say, she found herself stuck to the fence, tongue frozen in place. Abigail fared better than her mother in freeing herself, however. She wasn’t terribly impressed with my finding humor in her predicament, but I think she learned a lesson in how ice works and how warm water is a great antidote. I love the opportunity to laugh a little at my kids and to teach them a little too!
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Making Apple Cider – part 2
Yesterday I posted about how we found some apples and mashed them in preparation for pressing out the cider. I’ll let the pictures do the talking mostly. I’ll include some lessons learned at the end.
We quickly learned that adding one apple at a time into the crusher is much better than dumping in 10 at a time. We didn’t empty the bucket for every apple but we made sure one was crushed before adding another. We also learned that you get a lot more cider if you crush the apples a lot. We ran several batches of apples through the press with a “poor crush” and got much less cider than when we really crushed the apples. We only got 2 gallons of cider so we ended up spending $6/gallon which is not cheap, though it is still of value to me since it is fresh and educational. Anyhow, we’re getting another bag of apples and will crush all of them completely. I expect at least twice as much cider. I’ll make a good crusher for next year so this won’t be a problem then. Some folks completely pulverize apples in a new, only-for-apple-cider dispose-all (like in your kitchen sink). I didn’t want to spend the money but they do get a great yield per pound of apples. I’ll likely make some sort of hand cranked grinder.
We learned that yellow jackets and honeybees can smell apples from thousands of miles away and that they can fly at supersonic speeds to get to them. Cover stuff up whenever possible.
Get a piece of metal to put between the bottle jack and the top of the wooden presing frame. I thought of it before hand and am glad I did. The bottle jack would destroy the wood otherwise. Also, have several blocks of wood around that will fit into the basket. The bottle jack probably will not fully press all the cider out at its fullest extension without adding blocks at some point to lengthen its extension.
Listen for stress on the wood when you are pressing. The jack puts the whole system under a lot of pressure and you could tear things up pretty good if you don’t pay attention. Wood will tell you when it has had enough. Listen to it!
If the cider pours over the top of the wooden plunger, release the pressure and let it go back down. Press it again and you’ll get more cider out. Also, cut a drain hole in your catch pan or empty it often so the cider doesn’t re-absorb into the pomace when you release pressure on the bottle jack.
When you are done pressing, keep pressure on the pomace a bit longer. Cider will drain for a short while after you stop pressing.
I drilled holes in a single row around the lower side and the very bottom of the stainless steel pot. I am not sure if more holes would be better or just make for a weaker pot. I will not likely add more holes.
Run the cider through a coarse strainer. It just looks better to me without chunks of apples floating in it.
We read that apples sometimes (often?) carry E. coli and that homemade cider should be drunk at one’s own risk or else be pasteurized. I have read several things but apparently heating it to 160 deg for 1 minute is enough to kill all sorts of stuff. I also know that heating cider too much ruins the pectin and sort of erases the “cider” taste/texture. We haven’t gotten sick yet but will likely pasteurize and can most of the cider. Officially, I’d recommend you do too. If you choose not to, at the very least, refrigerate it so it doesn’t ferment too quickly (good for 5-10 days). Of course, you can ferment cider and make adult beverages too. I’ll leave that for you to research.
All-in-all, this was a good time and I’d recommend building one of these if you have access to apples. The kids had a good time and the cider is hard to beat! Holler at me if you want a parts list or more specific/detailed pictures. I am happy to help!
Making Apple Cider – part 1
Last week I posted about making a cider press. We put it to the test this weekend. We took a lot of pics and learned a lot of lessons so I decided to spread it into two posts. In preparation for making cider,
I soaked the wooden plunger in mineral oil to seal the wood. Mineral oil is food safe, and if wiped off after soaking, will not perform its usual purpose (look it up if you are unsure what it’s usually used for). The plunger was made from 3-2x4s sandwiched between two pieces of plywood and it held together very nicely.
Anyhow, I was going to use our apples but the deer got a hold of many of them and I plan to make more jelly with those that remain.
We happened to swing by the farmer’s market on Saturday and a man there had “deer apples”. I asked him about them and he said they were apples from his usual bins that were either too small or slightly bruised. We got to talking and he mentioned that when he used to make cider, he used the very same sort of apples. I looked at them some and they were perfectly good apples so I decided to buy a bag – 53 pounds for $12. To buy them as “regular apples”, I would have spent $89.57. The added bonus is that they were a mix of varieties which makes the best cider (as compared to a single type of apple).
The kids and I dumped a bunch of apples into a food-safe plastic bucket and mashed them with a new sledge hammer. The mash smelled awesome which caught the attention of the yellow jackets also. They weren’t a problem but I was surprised at how quickly they found our spot.
Well, that’s about all there is to prepare for making apple cider. I’ll post more tomorrow about the actual pressing and taste testing!
Stick Man
Abigail has been learning about shapes in kindergarten. I remember (somewhat) kindergarten where we learned about circles and squares and triangles. So we started talking about shapes and a plan she had to build a “shape man” for Halloween. She listed the shapes we needed, “1 triangle, 1 hexagon, 2 parallelograms and 2 trapezoids.” “Excuse me?”, I said. Yup, she had an entire plan worked out on paper with the shapes she named.
I had to follow through with this so we worked on how to use a straight-edge to make proper shapes and then I cut them out of cardboard. She drew most of the shapes so they weren’t perfect but we cut them out as she drew them. We glued sticks we found in the yard to the back of the cardboard to hold the pieces together properly. Sure enough, we had created a shape man (or, to credit my contribution, a stick man).
She painted him and has plans for another before Halloween. I am still amazed at her knowing about these exotic (for a kindergartner, anyhow) shapes. Kindergarten has changed a lot (and a lot for the better in most cases, I think), since I was in that position!
Introducing… the bottle opener
Emily and Isaac were getting some stuff at the grocery store this weekend. As they walked past the Mexican-food section, Isaac noticed single bottles of coke. He asked Emily, “What is that?” He had never seen real Coke in a bottle. Of course, as a kid, I remember the carts of returnable bottles at the grocery store, hauling them back to get our deposit refunded, and getting to “pop the top”.
My poor kids had never experienced any of those things. Isaac asked if he could get a bottle and try it and Emily obliged. When they checked out, it rang up as “Mexican Coke”. We got to looking and the stuff was actually bottled in Mexico and was made with real sugar rather than corn syrup. Anyhow, they were pretty proud of the product as it cost $1.79 for a single 355ml (maybe 12 oz?) bottle.
Still, they brought one home and chilled it for several hours for the proper experience. We then brought forth the mystic bottle opener and gave them a quick lesson in mechanics and physics. It was pretty hilarious to watch Isaac “pop the top” and he certainly enjoyed the drink.
Most importantly, he approved of the burping experience produced by “Mexican Coke” in a bottle.
Fall Soccer
The kids have participated in soccer for the last few years and here we are, better than half way done with another season. I am the coach for Isaac’s team and an assistant for Abigail’s team so they are stuck with me.
Anyhow, both kids are pretty good and seem to really enjoy playing. I sort of dig being involved with the team as well.
Abigail has strep throat (it started this weekend…we went to the doc this morning) so did not play on Saturday.
These pics are from last week’s game. I played in high school, but I don’t think I ever had as much fun as the kids are having this year! Isaac’s age group is the first to have goalies and to use refs. I really enjoy having the refs run the game. Mostly the refs are 9th(?) graders but they are very professional and really great.
Coaches still run Abigail’s age group which its own sort of fun…just like herding cats! Either way, the most important part of the game is snack time at the end! I remember playing baseball as a kid. I mostly did not enjoy baseball but I absolutely loved riding in the back of someone’s pickup truck, hair (when I still had some) blowing in the breeze on the way to the tastee-freeze. I still love a good twist ice cream cone!
We don’t ride in the back of trucks anymore but snack time is just as big a deal!
Bigfoot sighting!
Isaac seems to have a way of destroying shoes. I don’t really know what it is about him. My Dad used to fuss at me for dragging my feet, “When you’re buying shoes, you can walk how you want…until then, pick up you feet!” I was all prepared to fuss at my kids in the same fatherly way…but Isaac doesn’t drag his feet. Still, he destroys his shoes. On Monday, Emily took Isaac to get new shoes. She started off at a local department store. It turns out my 8-year old son wears an adult size 8 1/2 shoe. Emily asked the attendant to bring forth their very cheapest 8.5 sneaker. In response, they brought out a pair of shoes valued at $145. Obviously they valued them more than we did. He’ll need a new pair in 3-6 months no matter what they cost. My crew finally ended up at a chain store and found a pair that were reasonably priced and stylish.
Ok, but seriously, an adult size 8.5 shoe on an 8-year old…he clears a path…mothers grab small children out of the way when he walks by. The US Geological survey calls when he jumps rope. It’s crazy. My son is Sasquatch!
Something fowl at Cookskin Park
This past Sunday, we decided to clear our house of some extra bread that was going stale. Coonskin Park has a pond that we knew would have ducks and geese so we packed up the van for a ride. We grabbed a quick lunch and took a short turn on the playground near the lake. By the way, the Cookskin playground is pretty awesome. It has little or no wood (translate: little or no chance of splinters) and has tons of tunnels and bridges and things to climb and swing on. Anyhow, I got itchy to feed the ducks.
I felt a little like a target carrying around a bag full of killer geese treats. At first, the birds were pretty well spaced around the pond but the smell of bread brought them to us quickly. They came from all sides. A flight of ducks and geese came in from overhead, all the time dropping bombs (luckily, they missed!) before they landed. We were overrun with fowl at the park but we all had a lot of fun feeding them. One goose in particular kept sticking his tongue out at us. I fed him every time he did it so we trained each other a little I suppose.
Anyhow, it was an absolute blast to watch them interact and swim and fly.
We used to live in Bowling Green, KY and Emily and I would go to a nearby park a lot during the summer to walk and talk. There was a big pond there too and we used to feed the ducks frequently. We were so poor that it was a stretch to throw even stale bread to the birds.
Anyhow, this was before kids and I really enjoyed feeding the ducks. I have to tell you, as fun as that was then, it is so much more fun seeing the kids getting into it. They had favorites, but tried to be fair. Abigail talked to them like they were unruly children. It was an absolute blast! We’ll definitely go again!
Does it get any better than this?
Isaac has been a great reader since he learned how a few years ago. Even as a toddler, he loved for us to read to him. He memorized lots of books and knew when we left words out. His memory remains phenomenal and he is really great with words, spelling, reading, etc. This summer, he read almost constantly. We frequently have to fuss at him to stop reading so he will eat. Even then, he prefers to read while he is eating. He is currently reading Bridge to Terabithia by Katherine Paterson, Inkheart and The Thief Lord by Cornelia Funke, Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince by JK Rowling, and a StarWars Jedi novel he checked out of the school library.
Needless to say, I love to see him enjoy reading so much but occasionally he needs to get nourishment and a bath. Anyhow, he loves to read and I really enjoy these pictures of him. I really think that his Mother would read like this if I didn’t make her do other things occasionally. I really love to watch the two of them read together. Emily make excellent voices for each character and Isaac hears nothing else but her voice. Isaac reads to his sister some also. We have a couple of wing backed chairs and they curl up together (somehow) on one of them and will read all sorts of books. The imaginations in our house are sometimes crazy but always awesome to behold. The kids have no problem visualizing other worlds and amazing creatures in their play. They don’t mind running around outside together reenacting scenes from their books, fighting off villians or embarking on a galactic voyage to save the Universe. It just doesn’t get any better than this!
Mohinder
Emily and I watch very little tv (esp since we don’t have cable) but one show we typically watch is Heroes on nbc. I am typically even less likely to recommend a program than I am to watch one, but if you are prone to sci-fi, check out Heroes. Anyhow, one of the characters on the show is named Mohinder. He’s a scientist that holds the promise of saving humanity…you know, typical sci-fi fare. Anyhow, we really liked the name and decided that the next critter we got would be named Mohinder.
So, the next part of the story…We have a huge problem with stray cats on our hill and they seem to breed faster than rabbits. Another neighbor periodically gathers them all up and takes them to the humane society. Most are pretty wild and unfriendly but one was quite the opposite. We could always pick him out of the crowd as he is missing half of his tail. He is super loving and has a great purr. I am pretty sure the neighbor girls have tamed him and maybe even put him in a dress and makeup. Anyhow, on Friday evening, Emily brought him into the house. We spent vet-money on him over the weekend so he is our new inside-only cat. In Nashville, we had another all black cat named Baptist. He was missing his hind leg. I think we have a thing with parts-missing black cats.
Mo and Madeline (our other cat) aren’t exactly friends yet. In fact, if you look at the pic of our fat tabby, you can somewhat make out the silhouette of her middle finger, extended for me, as I took the picture.
I was able to record a short snippet of Mo’s purr. He is a champion loving, purring cat!
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