What uncommon things do we want to become common?

Things like:
our children having mutual love and respect for each other.
our teenage children having love, honor, respect and obedience for their parents.
us continually becoming better friends and lovers.
our family totally trusting God in all things and putting our faith in Him to fulfill his promises.

Saturday, August 21, 2010

Homegrown Cookin'


By Chelsa

Ahhh! What a meal! There's nothing like enjoying a feast from the fruit of your labors. The kids and I cooked and prepared a knock out supper tonight. I know that because Creg said so. It wasn't just good, it was delicious and fun and special too, because ALL OF IT was grown on our land and ALL OF US pitched in to help. The pigs, the goats milk, the fruits and vegetables were all products of our tender loving care.

Sierra started us off by creating her own marinade recipe for the pork ribs last night. Not only did she raise those pigs herself, but she thawed the meat, seasoned it, put it in the fridge to marinate overnight, and cooked it in the oven all day without any help from me.

While that was cooking, Steele and I worked together to slice, season and saute the squash, onion and zucchini in the skillet on the stove. But we didn't just prepare and cook the veggies. We spent many a morning pulling weeds, checking for squash bugs and their eggs, and picking the tender vegetables and putting them in the baskets.

Samantha made fresh peach smoothies for dessert from our own delicious peaches she hand picked from our tree. She also milked her goat and used the raw goats milk to make kefir (which is similar to yogurt but much healthier). Not only did she milk the goat, but she also had to bottle feed the two kids several times a day for 12 weeks. Thankfully the kids are weaned and we get all the milk now.

Sterling set the table. That doesn't sound like much, but he is one reliable, hardworking hand around here: Weeding in the garden, taking care of chickens, washing dishes, hanging out the laundry, working with daddy. He didn't help cook this time, but he does his fair share and always does it cheerfully.

To do the finishing touches on the meal, Samantha sliced fresh tomatoes and salted and peppered them to perfection while I grabbed a handful of fresh sweet peppers from the garden and placed them on the plates.

We blessed the food and ate our fill. It was a lot of work, but well worth the effort. It was a feast fit for a king. Mmm, Mmm, good!

4 comments:

  1. What a wonderful experience! Looks absolutely delicious!

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  2. Hurrah! This post makes me happy, Chelsa. :-) I'm so glad to hear about how your whole family is able to enjoy the fruit of your labors!

    Steel looks so old! I know it hasn't been that long, but still!

    Oh, and you may be interested to know that we're trying chickens in town again! We have six little fluffballs, and they're currently in our kitchen in a cage, chirping and sleeping the time away. Eventually, I am told, they will help eradicate our squash bug population. My mom was the one to take the plunge this time, and she ordered them when I was away at Aaron and Joy's wedding! ;-) We're more aware of who our neighbors are now, and we may do some peace offerings of eggs eventually. :-)

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  3. It makes me happy too. So Happy!!!

    Good for you! I hope the chickens work out better this time.

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