Zoe just celebrated her 2nd birthday. She told me at breakfast Thursday she wanted pizza and salad Friday night. Not bad menu planning for a kiddo her age. Pizza it is, so we made homemade pizza. We got the recipe from "12 Tomatoes" and it is one of the best I've ever tasted. The salad was a simple compilation of lettuce, cucumber slices, and shaved carrots. It looked like a flower, but most of the flower was eaten before I could get the camera to the table. (Note to self - photo before placing dish in front of the kid)
|Cheesy Pizza from 12 Tomatoes|
We gave a good rinse to the berries at the kitchen sink. Zoe is in charge of Quality Control.
|High quality berries make the best jam.|
Then it was time to husk the berries. I cut a little too much off one of the berries. Zoe sifted through the chicken scraps and put the red parts back into the berry bowl. She was very patient pulling off the green parts.
|Zoe quickly learns to husk berries|
|Pectin and sugar in the fruit mixture. Yummy. Smells heavenly in here.|
|Nine pints should get us by until peaches are ready to harvest.|
|Tilling the old fashioned way and guarding strawberries|
Zoe wasn't ready for the day to end, and neither was I. But she'll come back soon to help plant more seeds. Perhaps I'll be rested by then. Maybe we'll make homemade bread to go with some jam.
Oh, and Mama - don't forget the hair ties next time (I never have the right ones on hand). The little bands that held her cute pigtails don't last more than one use. I hate sending my angel back home looking like a ragamuffin.
P.S. KoKo is the translated name given to me. I wanted to be called Eko, Osage for grandmother. Zoe couldn't quite get that name out. KoKo is fine with me. Magic Man answers to PawPaw. even I can't say In' Dan Zhe for grandfather.