Where our food comes from…
It’s so amazing to me to be able to share with our children where our food comes from. It’s even most amazing at this time of year when there are reserves to be made for winter. It’s fabulous that in febuary we’ll be eating apple sauce from the orchard they visited half an hour from my parents house. It’s amazing that they’ll be eating squash soup from my uncle’s garden. It’s amazing that they’ll be eating pizza sauce from the market. It’s amazing that they’ve seen the process. They’ve seen us gather or buy the fruits & vegetables, directly from the source. What’s really great, is that this is their normal. They don’t have another way of knowing where vegetables come from. They will never have had to learn these things, they will always have known. Like I did growing up. (though ours were mostly from 2 steps from the house because my mom had a huge garden… mine is not huge, we need extra help!)
The apples from an orchard in Renfrew… a full bushel transformed into apple pies, apple crisps (or bags of apples to make into crisps in the middle of winter!) and apple sauce. loads of apple sauce. Pink apple sauce. I quickly made apple sauce one morning for breakfast with peeled apples in the interest of time and ease and Alexandre was disapointed it wasn’t pink. The apple sauce for the freezer is quite pink – and as he puts it, just for him.
:: apple pie ::
:: with little helping hands… it was hard to explain that I’m not very good at pastry making and it’s easier for me to attempt on my own… she said she would learn WITH me and we would become good together. how could I argue?
And the giant pumpkin. One that will not be eaten, but will be enjoyed. The kids LOVE their pumpkin that my mom grew for them — and we’re just happy we managed to get it out of the van without damage! It’s HEAVY!
I realize these posts are crazy photo heavy — but I’m a HUGe fan of fall and simply cannot help myself. Soon, it will be quite cold and dreary — and the photos will be fewer…!