...an ice cream pail, that is. I had planned to make quite a few pickles today, but upon closer investigation of our cucumber patch, I realized there were not all that many cucumbers of the right size for pickling, so I decided to make my grandma Erdies' "Pickle Pail Pickles." This is the kind you keep in the fridge and eat in the next month or so. I've never made them before, but Grandmas' were always delicious!
By the way, thanks for your kind offers of assistance in my pickle making project, ladies!!! What
fun it would be if we actually could just hop, skip and jump over to each others' houses for a time of harvest celebration and preservation! As it is though, MA; SC; and S. Africa are a bit farther than a hop or a jumps distance. Thanks for thinking of me though. :) I praise God often for the friends He's blessed me with, those that live close and others that are close in another way of speaking...
I also thought making yogurt would be a good idea today, so I did make it, but then realized that perhaps I should not have done so, as a friend is coming for some milk tomorrow morning and wanted 6 or 7 gallons. That gallon of milk I used would have come in handy in filling her request! Ooops... Do you suppose she'd settle for a gallon of yogurt in place of a gallon of milk? :)
Jacob is feeling better today, (praise the LORD!) but Andrew came down with this cold now. The rest of us are feeling fine so far, thankfully. The guys all worked on hay again and the boys went over to Fern's land and got some hay home and brought the loader tractor and rake back to the farm. Mother was in Bismarck most of the day. I cooked the guys a meal of sauerkraut with all-beef hot dogs cut up in it. Andrew said that when he got home, he felt like Hoss Cartwright, following his nose to the kitchen and all (I had the windows wide open to let the fresh air inside. : )
We are getting excited for our anticipated cousin, Hristiyans' visit in a couple weeks. I think he'll be staying with us for 5 days while his grandparents visit relatives in other parts of North and South Dakota.
Hmmmm.... I wonder if Hristiyan likes making pickles..................?