Is is just me, or does anyone else think canning jars are so pretty? I love the simplicity of canning and the memories it brings back of yesteryear. I love knowing I picked these tomatoes out of my garden this week and now they are ready to be put away for later use. There is nothing like a fresh garden tomato, free of pesticides. They really make my heart go pitter-patter. Canned tomatoes bring back memories of my Grandma. I remember watching her can tomatoes in her kitchen and boy...were they ever good. I remember she would tell my Grandpa to go down to the basement and get a jar of tomatoes...at that moment I knew she was going to make macaroni soup. It was my favorite. She would brown some hamburger with a little onion, add the tomatoes, let it simmer a bit and then add some elbow macaroni. She probably added a few other things but that's all I remember. She would serve it in a bowl with some fresh Italian bread and REAL butter and it was soooo good! To this day it is why I still absolutely love canned tomatoes.
My Mom came over last night to help me can...mostly because I wanted to make sure I was doing everything exactly right. My Mom, my daughter and I all peeling tomatoes, seeds and juice flying everywhere...it was a special memory. I'm sure there are tomato seeds and juice still lurking in my kitchen somewhere, only to be discovered at a later date. Being in the kitchen with my Mom and daughter reminded me of a simpler time when people were happy with just having enough to eat and the strength to do the jobs that needed to be done. And as I was cleaning up, I thanked the Lord for the fresh clean water we had to use after a day of hard work...a simple thing we take for granted but I am SO thankful that we have it...and a nice comfortable bed to crash in after a long day. I am already anticipating making some macaroni soup with some fresh homemade bread and REAL butter...Come and Get it!
" A thing of beauty is joy forever."