Well, my camera is still not working, so you're going to have to bear with me as I describe my blueberry baking experience. I love to cook, that being said, I don't really love to bake. Cooking is pretty much a free for all, I usually just open the fridge and try to combine whatever ingredients I happen to have on hand, baking requires much more forethought. I was feeling kind of brave, and just so happened to come across a recipe for blueberry zucchini bread, and I just so happened to have an abundance of both bluberries and zucchini (es??). Off to the store I went, I actually happened to have all of the ingredients on hand, just didn't have little loaf pans to bake them in, and I figured I should pick up some extra sugar while I was out to feed the bees again. Once I had everything I needed, I threw it all in a bowl and wa la, enough zucchini bread batter to swim in. Seriously, the bowl I used to mix up all the ingredients could be used to bathe a four year old. (Where did this bowl come from??) It made my house smell sooooo good! I could have eaten all six loaves by myself, and knowing that I started distributing them immediately. I brought one to Joe and gave one to the lady next door, one will stay at our house, and the other three I'll give away to friends at work tonight. All in all, it was nearly as scary as I had expected it to be. It cooked just like the directions said it would.. I'm that person that makes terrible brownies - hard as a rock edges, not cooked middles... those directions lie.
While the bread was cooking I decided to make blueberry jam. That was all easy enough, however, without the proper canning equipment, you need to be an octopus to do everything correctly. I got burned by hot jam, hot jars, hot water, hot jars filled with jam, etc. you get the point. I will be investing in a jar remover thing - whatever that utensil is called.
It was fun, although I'm glad no one was here to witness me swearing like a sailor making jam. Seems to me like that should be a much more wholesome event.
After kitchen demolition was complete (ie six loaves of blueberry zucchini bread and 6 jars of jam), I needed a nap. But instead I headed out to the garden. And to my delight, there were two ripe tomatos (early girl), 10 ripe cherry tomatos, ripe yellow tomatos, and another round of string beans. And my favorite addition, a teeny tiny eggplant. I wanted to kiss it, it was so cute.
I should be cleaning my kitchen right now... blah. I'm going to click my heels a couple of times and see what happens.