This is picture of my dear grandmothers basement. She is 92 now, and can not leave fallen apple on a ground, it all has to be preserved, saved, because later it will be handy. You can bet on it. I have taken the above picture last year. Some of the jars are dated early fifties. Not kidding. The need to save food for later certainly runs in my vains, although I hope to eat all of this by next spring. All my jars are from this year. We did have a great harvest.
Is the second most frequently asked question I get all the time. (Why is it so expensive? is the first one) Let me tell you, it is all just awful lot of work, constantly, always. One answer to both questions. The glass, the garden, the house the renos, cooking, cleaning, you name it. This is not a complain, I love what I do, but it is a lot. Every few months I fall into despair and turn to Netflix and chocolate for help. That is a secret.