An Embarrassment of Food

Really. How can we have so much food? We took a giant plastic tote thingy full of food to Ohio to give away. It was so much that I had to reorganize my brothers pantry because it all wouldn't fit. Some of it went to my mom, too.

Tomorrow a woman is coming over to pick up some more. I posted TVP, brown rice flour and tapioca flour on Freecycle, and she is getting a lot more. Her family is vegan, so I know she will know what to do with quinoa, potato starch, nutritional yeast flakes, ener-g egg replacer, about 900 kinds of beans and various other goodies. (How'd you like how I painted all vegans with the same brush there? It was of course a synthetic brush.) Poor woman doesn't know what she is walking in to. I hope she brings help to carry it all.

Christian and I cleaned out the freezer this evening, pulling all meat that we don't know the legal/not legal status of. We will eat it over the next few days. I will use the chicken to make chicken soup for the non-SCD'ers on our intro days, but I have no idea what to do with the pork roast. Pork roast for lunch just seems wrong.

My pantry shelves are B-A-R-E. I hope we don't have a snow storm tonight. Ha! I remember watching news broadcasts while I was growing up showing people panicking and cleaning off the shelves of the grocery stores before a big storm. At 7-8 years old I would say "But we live in Ohio! It snows every year. Don't they know that?" I still think it is funny... at least until we are snowed in and have to bum food from the elderly woman down the street. You know, the one who has me take her to the store before each big snow storm.

Anyway. The pantry is bare. Not sure how full it will be again until late summer when I plan to can tomatoes. Of course, I am scared to death of my canning skills, so I am going to have to borrow the elderly neighbor for moral support.

I wish I could be more like my friend Jeannine when it came to canning. She just does it, and if it doesn't seal she just serves it up for dinner that night. If something doesn't seal for me it involves 300 calls to Marie and then I am still afraid to eat it. Yeah. I'm a regular Julia Child. Bon appétit!