Monday, May 9, 2011

Small Measures


I told Lou last months that I want to make things simpler. To me that is clear, but I think we have different ideas of what simple means. To me, it means keeping life on a slow pace and doing things for ourselves. Like making butter, having chickens, learning about the world around us and not wearing big sunglasses and prada bags. Its hard to do, if you havent tried, and each decision has to be thought over. I found some chicken books at the library and one was called keeping chickens, by Ashley English. Of course, Ashley has a blog or two  http://small-measure.blogspot.com/ http://www.designspongeonline.com/category/small-measures. She homesteads in Candler, NC and writes books for the Homemade Life Series. I think she has made her path to the simple life too (unfortunately I have to work and cant stay home writing books). Here is the recipe for butter we made this weekend:

There are two simple means of rendering butter at home-with a food processor, or shaken in a glass jar. I’ll provide details for both processes. The ingredients for either method are consistent, though: two cups of heavy cream. And that is all. Salt is entirely optional. If you’ve got cream, you’re almost there. Introduce a means of aeration and it’s go time.

Method #1: Homemade Butter, via food processor
Yield: Approximately 1 cup.
The Goods:
-2 cups heavy cream
-Cutting board
- ¼ tsp. salt (optional)
-Food processor

The Deal:
1) Let the cream first come to room temperature, or right around 72-74° F (22-23° C). Simply set the cream in a container on the kitchen counter, put a dairy thermometer into it, and check on it every 30 minutes or so until the temperature rises. This step lets the cream ripen a bit, raising its acidity, thereby making it easier to whip and full of flavor.
2) Put the cream inside of a food processor, secure the lid, and start running the machine.
3) The cream will begin to go through several butter-forming stages: first sloshy, then stiff, then finally dividing ranks and forming separately into butter and buttermilk. Machine times for achieving these stages will vary, but will generally take between 6-9 minutes (I average around 8).
4) Using a spatula, remove the butter from the machine. Place the buttery mass into a sieve put atop a medium-sized mixing bowl. Leave for a few minutes, allowing the liquid (which is real-deal buttermilk!) to drain off.
5) Transfer butter to a medium-sized bowl. Standing at the sink, start running cold water into the bowl. Empty the water out, repeating several times until the water is clear in the bowl. Strain off any remaining water.
6) If you want to include salt, stir it in now with a metal spoon. Otherwise, put the butter mass on a cutting board.
7) Using either clean hands, a rubber spatula, or a wooden spoon, begin pressing the butter repeatedly, allowing any liquid inside of it to drain off. Continue pressing until no liquid is visibly coming out when pressed.
8) Storage depends on when you plan on using your butter. You can either store it at room temperature in a butter crock, chill or freeze it in wax or parchment paper, or a store it in a container in the refrigerator or the freezer.

Along with the butter, Frannie got a taste of the simple life by watching her first crop come up-PEAS! oh she was so excited to see them emerge from the little container with earth we put them in weeks ago. Another small measure to make life simple and to teach her about the world around-take a peak:



Spring has sprung and there are activities all over the place. We took Frannie to the Migratory Bird Festival so she could see some birds and a rehabilitated juvenile Bald Eagle released. She had fun with the activities and being out at the lake. She was really excited to see an owl and she wanted to put a leash on it and ride it. Thankfully, there was an owl and she found out, not from us, that you cannot ride an owl.

Frannie and 'Shredder'

One...


Two...


Three!!!
I got a chance to use my new Tagine Lou gave me for my birthday. I have always wanted to try to cook this way and see how tender the food would be. It was great! and it looks nice too...


Spring is here and we are enjoying all the new life in the yard and around Helena. Our Forsythia finally opened and the rhubard is curling and starting to take over. We are getting rain for now, but we'll be up to 70 this week. Grow-Grow-Grow


The chicks are doing great and growing up so fast. We took Popcorn and Acorn outside to let them have a little dirt under their feet and to let them hunt for bugs. They are 3 weeks old and almost all feathered out. The little black silkies are still so tiny I dont know when they will start getting bigger...




Frannie could not wait to take the chick on a wheelbarrow ride.



"Olive"



Maybe we should name this one Bleu


Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Last Winter Storm?


This weekend, I think, we had our last winter/spring snowstorm. We thought that it would stop at some point, but it didn't. We went to sleep and it was still snowing that night. We woke up to about 6 inches of snow and sunshine. We wont be seeing that for a few more months hopefully...


First falling on the flowers


The morning after


Good Bye Snow...


The chicks are doing well. They are growing strong, getting feathers in, learning to sit on a perch, but they still are affraid of a toddler. Frannie enjoys them soo much. I too have bonded with them and love their little personalities. Acorn is proving to be bigger than Popcorn and I am strating to wonder if  it will be a rooster and sitting on our dinner table soon...

                            



I had originally ordered two black silkie chicks and they came in yesterday. I brought them home and really regretted disrupting my happy little chicken box. Popcorn and Acorn were like giant vultures compared to their size and were pecking at them constantly. I have to keep them seperated until they grow big enough to tolerate each other. I did not realize how big those two had gotten in one week. I had dreams that they died in the night only to realize they were just as strong as sturdy as Popcorn and Acorn. Here is what a silikie chick and silkie adult will look like.
                                                      

Pair of Black Silkie Bantams




And finally, I have made it to 30 weeks. I was supposed to take a picture last week but it didn't happen. We had Lou's family here and were busy. I guess if I really wanted to see how big I was on the internet I could have made it happen. The next picture will come in 3 weeks and it will blow you all away!



                                    Baby, fetus at 30 weeks - BabyCenter
I have 10 weeks +/- a few left and I am starting to feel like I might not make it. My body is getting ready by loosening my joints and my hips feel like they are floating and not very stable (i.e. painful). I had a waffle with peanut butter on it last night fo dinner so that should tell you I am running out of room in my stomach for really anything larger than a snack. Frannie is having to start understanding that I cannot carry her 38 lb royalty around as much and that she has to start looking for other means of travel...she is not very happy. The baby is great, kicking and using the space he has all to himself while it abounds. If he is not kicking or moving, he has the hiccups. This last friday, I came home early to take a two hour nap and napped again on saturday. I'll get my rest while I can. The baby is up to three pounds now -

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Culinate

Something I wanted to share from the culinate newletter I received today:
http://www.culinate.com/home

When you’re cooking — feeding yourself and other people — small victories abound. There are, perhaps, more obvious successes in our lives: running marathons, making million-dollar deals, winning promotions, and so on. But day in and day out, the ability to bake a birthday cake, create a chicken soup, or craft the perfect cappuccino for someone you love provides elegant and much needed gratification in our complicated world.
And you can do it daily.

I hear over and over again that when things get rough, people go to the kitchen. (Of course, the people I hear this from are often Culinate readers, so maybe that’s no surprise.) After long days in front of computers, many of us take refuge there, not only because we need to feel something real with our fingers — stretchy pizza dough or wet lettuce or cold grains of rice — but also because we know that home-cooked food can satisfy us in a way that no deli takeout ever will.

...Something to ponder over on your way home tonight

Popcorn & Acorn


Frannie and 'her' chick


As some of you might know, I recently brought home two chicks. "Why?" you ask....no answer. "Don't you have enough on your plate?" you may ponder...no answer. All I know is that these chicks are just what I need right now. Maybe the new baby is taking me to my roots-grounding me to the earth-or making me dream of a simple life led less my schedules and more by just being. The little peeps have brought me a lot of happiness and I beam with joy when I see my little three year old so intuitively taking care of them and blowing them kisses when she leaves them. Lou and Murf plead the 5th on their feelings about them.



Cousins and Chicks

Popcorn


Acorn

Monday, April 25, 2011

Easter with sunshine

Easter was a hoot this year for Francesca. She still is figuring out holidays and why we do things different when they come and what the heck all the candy is about. Who ever thought of giving children candy before they are even awake had to be an aunt or uncle and not a parent. Frannie was good about the "just one bite" rule from her easter basket candy and had fun with the toys more. We put her candy up on a plate and she was motiviated only by the fact that if her basket was empty she could go on an easter egg hunt. Lou's parents and niece Janine came to visit this year and that also made the day more festive. Frannie didnt like the mass at 7:30 b/c of all of the people or the egg hunt at the capitol lawn but she enjoyed the day with all of the sunshine. I just have to remember that she is still a very little girl and new experiences with crowds or things out of the normal routine are challenging for her. One of her 3 year old  mottos is, "Sometimes big sisters need help and sometimes big sisters dont." and I commend her for being so aware of her needs. This weekend was also special b/c I brought home two chicks to try out. I didnt know how things would end up with them (dog, child, husband, many possible threats to their lives from the elements of disease) and wanted to see how we would adjust. As of 7 am this morning, they are alive and peeping...one does have a wound on its sturnum...more to come about the chicks soon and pictures too. Frannie is having a great time with them in our family.

















Monday, April 18, 2011

windy with a chance of everything

This weekend we got a little bit of every kind of weather possible in Montana. Even though we have an up and down climate, the daffodils have started to open and spring really does feel like it has arrived. I should have taken a picture of our daffodils this morning covered with snow...i"ll spare you for now.


This weekend we didnt get much done, but got the contents of the house in order. I washed diapers for the new baby, cleaned a bit and Frannie planted peas (which she makes sure Murf stays outside so the Fox wont dig them up...I still havent seen any foxes lurking around but she is sure they will come). We made spanakopita and visited the chicks at Murdochs (in anticpation for our three wee black birds arriving this week) and watched the snow fall. On a brave move to get away from 1010 e 6th, we went to Spring Meadow Lake to stretch the toddlers legs and hope for a better glimpse of spring and birds...we got wind.

Come on!!
Hanging on to her hat.  One thing she has learned about this spring is the wind

 I love the puffy clouds in the sky


Trying to find some bugs or fish

Nothing new with the soon to be bambino except that man is he growing! In the last 7 days he grew an inch in length and is enjoying all the free room while it lasts (can you say world cup in my uterus?). Frannie has officially adopted a name for him b/c she thinks that baby brother should be called something like everyone else. She is pretty infatuated with this little guy living inside of me. She said she wont run away when he comes and b/c big sisters need to help with baby brothers. I hope she doesn't change her mind...

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

25 weeks

Well, 25 weeks was two weeks ago. Man, does time fly. Things have been preoccupied around here and life doesn't seem to settle down. The baby isn't settling down either. I felt what I thought was his knee yesterday or some other nub like protrusion. It was magical to actually feel a part of him instead of a hard spot. Frannie gave him a hug this morning and said good-bye to him as I ran out the door to work. It seems like he is becoming more and more a part of our family each day. 95 days left but I could take him sooner (not sure how much bigger my stomach can get at this point and I am tired of people asking me if I am having twins). I am almost in my third trimester (nest tuesday)-so close I can almost imagine holding him.


25 weeks baby #2




25 weeks baby #1