30x30 :: Sauced

I did it. I bought ten pounds of tomatoes at the farmers market - I made sauce - I canned it.

I'm going to try to channel my inner Joy the Baker (because I love her) and show off my culinary prowess unfortunately; my kitchen isn't nearly as sexy as hers.

Here's the how to:

Buy your tomatoes - or better yet - grow them!  I bought 10 pounds.

 

I washed them, and then sliced little x's into the bottoms.  I then dropped them into boiling hot water.  As soon as I could see the x's start to peel I scooped them out and dropped them into ice cold water.  The peels then slid right off.

 Next I cored them - or cut out the pits.  In retrospect, I'd have done this in the prepping stage when I was slicing the x's.  I had to really manhandle the tomatoes with no skins on them.  It was messy and I felt like I was damaging them (which is silly because then I cooked them forever).

 

It's now time to chop, slice and dice.

Throw your tomatoes into a large stockpot along with any other vegetables and seasonings you'd like to use.  I added:  two tablespoons of cane sugar, two onions, an orange bell pepper that was shriveling up in my fridge, a boat load of garlic, three bay leaves, two handfuls of chopped basil, some dried spices (my picks were oregano, thyme and more basil), salt and pepper.  I had sautéed my garlic and onions for a bit before dropping them into my tomato concoction.  Please Note!  Water bath canning is used primarily for preserving high-acid foods.  Tomatoes are naturally acidic however; if you start adding in lots of other veggies or goodies you'll need to bump the acidity level back up.  Because I was winging it I decided to add three tablespoons of lemon juice into the mix just to be careful.

I brought my tomatoey goodness to a boil and then turned the heat down and let it simmer.  I read several recipes out in the interwebz and decided to leave my pot 'partially covered'.  I won't do that again.  It took forever for my sauce to thicken and there was a lot of water on the surface.  I ended up simmering it for about three hours then I used a ladle to remove a lot of the water.  I then uncovered it and let it simmer for another hour.  It seems like with an uncovered pot I would have simmered for far less than four hours.  The good news is that while my simmering was going on I broiled peaches, roasted some hearty vegetables and baked some zucchini bread.  Go me!

I filled up my 'canning kettle' (i.e. big pot I use for boiling lobsters), put my mason jars in it, and brought it to a rapid boil.  I put a small saucepan on the back burner and got the water hot but not boiling.  I put in the lids and let them sit back there.  I soon figured out that because I didn't have the canning rack my jars were going to bang around a lot and maybe get damaged.  So I took them all out and put two dishcloths at the bottom of the pot.  This worked just fine.

Once my jars were sterilized I took them out one by one and filled them with the sauce.  I filled them to about half an inch below the top as is recommended.  (My sauce has since settled substantially.  I think the space is especially important for things like apples that release air.)  I then dropped a lid onto the jar using my magnetic lid picker upper.  Next, the band went on and then I plopped it back into the hot water on the stove.

I brought the water back up to a boil once all of my jars were in my lobster pot.  The point when the water boils is when you can begin timing your water bath.  I read a bunch of different things and decided on a time of 35 minutes.  The time allotted is the time it will take to kill the bacteria and microorganisms in your sauce.  Using the dishcloths meant that the water didn't boil normally - the bubbles were getting trapped.  I just kept the heat up and assumed it was boiling.

At the thirty-five minute mark (or somewhere thereafter) I used my can puller and placed the jars onto a cooling rack.  It took about an hour for things to really cool down enough for me to be able to tell that the lids had indeed sealed.  No popping tins here!  Please note!  If your tins pop then you do not have a proper seal and you should then freeze the sauce or eat it right away!

There you have it!  Spaghetti Sauce made by me and preserved by me!

Remember when I said my kitchen wasn't sexy?  I wasn't lying.  This is what my kitchen looked like mid project:

So, what have you learned, Grasshopper?

 

1.  There is a reason ladies used to sit around houses cooking and swapping culinary tales.

  • Who but your mother and girlfriends (m&gf's) are going to tell you to cut x's in the bottom of your tomato?
  • Who but your m&gf's are going to tell you to add some lemon juice?
  • Who but your m&gf's are going to tell you not to boil the lids?
  • The art of canning and in general the art of being a Domestic Goddess is not common sense.  They're skills you're taught...or you read blogs and gawk at Pinterest to cultivate some Susie-Homemaker-Skills of your own.

2.  Gather your resources.

  • Ball's Fresh Preserving site is an excellent resource.  I followed a lot of their instructions.
  • Find some recipes you like and then do your thang.  I modified this one.
  • Then of course you can read the dummies guide to canning.  Works for me!
  • As always, check out some blogs!  I luuuurve reading blogs.  Food in Jars is a good one.

3.  Canning isn't necessarily affordable.

  • Tomatoes - $25
  • Other ingredients - $10
  • Canning supplies - $35
  • Grand Total - $70
  • I yielded 6 pints of sauce (or 12 cups).
  • A standard jar of sauce is 1.5 pints (or 3 cups).
  • This means I essentially spent $11.67 per pint (which contains one less cup than the store size jar).
In a nutshell, I wouldn't can again unless someone gave me an insane amount of produce or if I was going to can with a few friends and make a day of it.  It's far too much work for a few pints of sauce!  That being said, it was kinda fun.
30x30 List #17?  CHECK!

 

The Something More

I grew up spending my summers on Lasqueti Island where my Grandparents had a homestead.  There were no utilities or paved roads on the island - although my Grandpa had a generator, some solar panels and had dug a well.  My Grandma had a huge garden.  She grew copious amounts of produce throughout the summer and then canned, canned, canned.  Below the house was a root cellar where there were rows and rows of rickety shelves filled with Chutneys, Pickles, Salsas and just good old fashioned vegetables.  My Grandma would can our leftovers after a meal.  She always had a saucepan on the stove with a few lids and jars in it.  As she was tidying up the kitchen she'd get her jars and lids hot and sterile and then give her leftovers a waterbath.  Easy Peasey.  My Grandparents made sure that in rougher winter conditions they'd be able to sustain themselves without relying on the foot ferry that came only every few days. I've held my Lasqueti Island memories close to my chest for many years but, they cloud how I view the world.  When I see young hipsters talk about sustainability I scoff and think, 'grow a garden buddy and then get back to me'.

When I see young mothers sending their kids to Waldorf Preschools or when I see friends my age grow huge gardens and make pickles I think, 'Hallelujah!'.  The bottom line (in my opinion), is that we can talk until we're blue in the face about protecting the environment and promoting sustainability but, without a connection to the land it's pointless.

There needs to be a longing - in us as humans - that calls us back to nature in order for there to be any true understanding of how important the concept of sustainability and subsistence living truly is.  Whether the 'something' is spiritual, emotional or maybe even family (like a generational farm) driven it doesn't matter - the something needs to exist.  The something that's just a little bit more than wanting to make a buck, wanting to fit in with our hipster friends, or wanting to not be judged by neighbors.

I think the world we live in is suffering from a generation lacking the something.  Too much time spent indoors playing video games, not enough time spent outside getting muddy and building forts.

I try to remember that I need to cultivate the something.  It requires nurturing, time, and attention.  For me, my something feels most nurtured in Hawaii (probably because that's where it feels most comfortable).  I hit Hamakua soil and my body relaxes a bit.

Where am I going with this?  I expect, if I feel a longing for more something than others do too.  I'm not an expert on how to get more, I don't lead a sustainable lifestyle, and I don't always put the environment first (although Miss Bridget I swear to goodness I recycle!).  The thing is the something more motivates me.

It makes me put things on the 30x30 list like canning spaghetti sauce.  This way I can pretend that I have a garden, and I grew tons of tomatoes this year, and if I don't hurry up and can them they'll be a waste, and then what will we do this winter?!

30x30 :: One of Three

It's pretty hard to believe but, I've been blogging for almost two years.  Two Years! Over time a few things have changed (like my sassy new page) but for the most part things are exactly the same as they have always been.  I tell exaggerated stories while I'm out to sea and then I bore you to death when I'm at home on vacation lounging around the house.

I'm not exactly sure why but, I'm very, very, very shy about my blog.  I haven't told very many people about it at all.  In fact, I know everyone who comments.

I've been thinking of ways that I can coax myself out of hiding.  I truly enjoy writing about my days and having a place to post my photos but mostly, I love sharing them with you all.

I decided that one way to come out of my shell was to start thanking the ladies who give me inspiration.  Which is why I included this on my 30x30 List:

14.  Send an e-mail to the ladies behind my three favorite blogs

A few days ago I knew that it was do or die.  I either started sending out e-mails or I'd always just be too shy.

The first one went out with amazing results!

I sent Amy of Coffee and Sunshine this note:

Hello Amy!

First off, let me just say that I really, really hope this note doesn't make me sound like a creepy internet stalker.....

I've been reading your blog for quite awhile.  In fact, yours is one of my ultimate favorites.  There are only a few blogs that I absolutely won't delete from my reader without actually reading...and yours is one of them. 

I started a blog on a total whim about two years ago.  I'm a sailor and I was having a really hard time staying in touch with my friends and family.  When I'm out to sea sometimes it feels like a total chore to write a few emails.  I got a fun camera and then decided a blog might be the perfect compliment.  Since then I've just been blogging away!

I feel so dramatic when I say this but seriously, blogging has absolutely changed my life.  It's gotten me back in touch with long lost family members - kept me in touch with friends far away - and most importantly it helps me look for the positive in my days.  While posting away on my own blog though, I've also started reading other peoples blogs - it's been so much fun!!!!!! 

I love how honest you are about your quest for a more healthful lifestyle.  I love your thoughts on weight loss and body image.  I love seeing what you're up to! 

I have to admit.....I have a life list.  Well, actually it's a 30x30 list.  Number 14 on my list is to send emails to my three favorite lady bloggers.  You're my first email! 

While I love blogging I'm actually super duper shy about my blog.  It's the strangest thing!  I very rarely tell people about my blog - it's pretty much just friends and family stopping by.  Your blog provides serious inspiration for me.

In a nutshell what I'd like to say is:

Thank you for your thoughtful writing.  Thank you for your honesty.  Thank you for your positivity and good ideas. 

I feel like we'd be friends for realsies - if you're ever in Hawai'i (and I'm not at sea) - I'd love to treat you to a coffee and show you around!  (See....that sounded more friendly than stalkery....right?)

Thank you for all your inspiration!!!!!

Aloha,

Megan

If you feel like checking out my blog:  www.nautiemermate.com 

(p.s. I didn't proofread this because I'm feeling a little nervous about sending it and didn't want to chicken out....)

SHE WROTE ME BACK THE NEXT DAY!

Here's what was waiting in my inbox:

Hi Megan!

I'm sorry it took me so long to reply! I wanted to sit down and really write you a nice thank you instead of dashing off a quick note.

First of all, thank you so much. This email made my day, truly. I love knowing who is reading! I really appreciate it, and love that you took time to write me. So, so sweet and what a great Life List goal. I might have to steal that one.

Secondly, I am so glad you've found blogging! It really is a life-changer in the best ways. I feel so much more connected to people I love and also have made so many great friends as a result.

I will definitely check out your blog and I'm seriously hoping my boyfriend and I make it to Hawaii this year (it's part of our plan!) and I will keep you posted. I'd love to meet up!

Thank you so much again for taking the time to write. It means the world.

Have a great day!

xo

Amy

I CAN'T EVEN BEGIN TO DESCRIBE HOW EXCITED I WAS!  (Well, so excited that I forwarded her e-mail to my Mom and my Bestie...)

 

Do any of you ever dream of sending a note to someone who provides you inspiration?

 

 

 

30x30 :: Nautie Books! = A WILD Success!

21. Join a Book Club Better yet!  Nautie Books!  You all helped me establish an online book club!

The first book has been read and wildly discussed in an online forum.

A-freakin-mazing.

I can't tell you how much it meant to have all of you jump on the band wagon!  I enjoyed your comments and loved how everyone took something a little different away from the book.

Rhiannon talked about love, Kiki talked about Lifes Path, Aunt Kay talked about overcoming fear and owning her life, Seawife talked about gender, I talked about self reliance, Otter talked about being alone and vulnerable, and Hoku talked about overcoming ones past.

I can't wait to read more books with you!

I also want to let you all know:

You is smart.  You is kind.  You is important.

This is the Bridge work station.  I call this my 'little cup of happiness'.  I write quotes on little pieces of paper and drop the tags from my yogi tea bags into this little tea cup.  Aunt Kay, thanks for the lovely reminder.  You is smart.  You is kind.  You is important.  It's officially in the teacup.  (Just for kicks, I'd like to point out that this teacup is sitting on the BMP4 Book - which is the official  book of 'best management practices' for anti-piracy measures.....I didn't notice this when I took the photo....kinda funny.)

Fresh Off The Press :: Nautie Books!

Remember the 30x30 list (if you need a refresher feel free to check it out!)?  It's beginning to weigh heavily.  30 is right around the corner. Want to know which task I'm finding particularly daunting?  9.  Read Anna Karenina

Maybe it's because this one is seemingly 'easy'.  It confronts me everytime I open my e-book reader.  I read often so this constant confrontation is becoming a bit of a bummer!

I started thinking about my list pretty hard while I was on watch today.  I pulled it out and started beating myself up over the fact that I've only completed three of my assigned tasks!  Then I started beating myself up for beating myself up.

Then I saw number 21.  Join a book club.

Reading is something that I love.  Truly love.  I have always been into books - reportedly, I was even into books as a baby and, I know for certain that I was potty trained with the help of books - my parents would lure me to the john with my favorite book 'the bird book' (which I still have by the way).

The more I thought about books the less I began to beat myself up.

I started thinking about the book I'm currently reading:  Wild By Cheryl Strayed.  (If you'd like to read it you can find it here.)  This women hiked the Pacific Crest Trail solo (hello number 3).  Shes 'effin rugged and I think she may know a thing or two about beating up of ones self and how much a waste of time it is.   For the record, this is hands down one of the best books I've read in awhile - everything she says I think, 'ohmygodmetoooooo!!!!'.

I decided I'm going to quit wasting time.  Why join a book club when I could start a book club?

Nautie Friends!  I'm pleased to invite you to join Nautie Books - the Nautie Mermate's official book club!

Here are the rules:

anyone can join.  any book may be selected (although, i hope we can choose books by consensus).  the book must be available in electronic format.  the book doesn't have to be nautical. 

Hopefully we'll be able to reach a consensus in the comments section.  Here are some of my selection ideas:  Open City by Teju Cole; Steve Jobs by Walter Isaacson; The Paris Wife by Puala Mclain; Room by Emma Donoghue.

Does anyone have a selection idea?  Would anyone like to suggest a finish date?  Does anyone have any book club rule suggestions?

(note - I currently don't have a 'Nautie Books' page - in the meantime I'll categorize all related posts as Nautie Books to track our progress and make posts easier to find.  If you have any questions feel free to email me at nautiemermate@gmail.com)

30x30 :: Drink a cup of coffee with no milk and sugar...in Italy!

On January 10th 2012 I drank black coffee.  In fact, I took it to a whole new level and had some espresso in Italy.  Oh snap! I got off the ship as quickly as I could in the early afternoon and spent about 3 hours ashore.  I told my cruising buddy, 'we have one mission....let's drink some espresso'!  He jumped right on the band wagon and we found a quiet cafe in which to partake.

We ordered two espressos and a pastry.

You know what?  It was disgusting.  You heard me.  Dis.gus.ting. 

It was just so strong....and bitter.  I kept thinking if only I could add a little milk and sugar to this...

Thank goodness we ordered the pastries!  We needed chasers!

What I will say is that the experience was lovely!  It came in cute little cups.  The wait staff looked at us like we were crazy Americans.  The place was pretty empty and then we sat outside anyways.  We got out our phones and cameras and documented the occassion.  Then we both cracked up because we agreed that it wasn't delicious at all.

After walking around town for a bit we had a nice meal....and get this....we did it again!  We guzzled our second espresso of the day!  Oh yeah, I'm an espresso bad ass.