Suzy homemaker(sort of….)

I had this idea a couple months ago that I was going to make my extracts. My yard has wonderful huge mint plants growing so I didn’t want to let those go to waste. I ran to the liquor store and bought the cheapest vodka I could find. I am going to experiment and see if there is a huge taste difference between the cheapest and the middle of the road vodka. Hindsight, I should have experimented with this batch. Anyway, 2.5 months later I cracked open my bottle to see how it tasted. It was super minty towards the bottom. I decided to scoop out the mint plants and put them in the food processor. They chopped up really well and I put them back to soak in the jar. I will check on it in one month and compare it to the other jar I didn’t touch. Here is my recipe:

I liter of vodka

Quart size mason jars

Freshly grown and washed mint plants

 

I filled the jar with the mint leaves( ditch the stems) and poured vodka over it. Everything I have read, tells me to make sure you have no plants that are uncovered. If you do, you will get plant rot and that will ruin your whole batch in the jar. I can’t stress that enough. Allow to sit tightly covered in a very dark place where the temperature is even. You don’t want to put it in the sunlight or have it in a cold place. I put mine in the back of my top cupboard. Leave it alone for at least 2 months. I will be doing coffee extracts next!!!!

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Family Traditions…….

The neighbor invited us over to their house to make their great grandmother’s ravioli from scratch. It literally took all day and there were 20 people all helping. This family is a tight knit bunch. I was not only amazed at how well everyone got along, but at how loving they were towards us as well. It felt like we belonged there. The ravioli was an adventure in itself. After we made about 300 of these things, we ate some. The sauce and every detail was made from scratch. This event last night got me to think about my grandma. I loved cooking in the kitchen with her. I enjoyed helping her do everything. I miss my grandma. The sad part is, all the family traditions died with her. Last night was an eye opener for me. I realized if I am going to have family traditions, I need to start them. I will be the one to begin and hand them down to my kids and so forth. Traditions have to start somewhere. So, the neighbors do the ravioli tradition once a year and that is the only one they have. I suggested we do cookies before Christmas, they all liked that. Now we are starting a cookie tradition with their family and I will implement it in mine.

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