Milk in bags

A bag of milk

First of all, my apologies to friends and family that live west of Ontario. I thought milk sold in bags
was a Canadian thing. Apparently it is not. It is an Ontario and Eastern Canada thing. To my
American friends, we can still buy milk in cartons but it is more expensive. It can be handy though if you
only want to buy one or two litres. Here is a link to a Toronto Star online article if you NEED to do
 some research.
  http://www.thestar.com/news/ontario/2010/02/04/so_we_drink_milk_from_bags_does_that_make_us_weird.html

We buy skim milk and 2% milk, and sometimes my son buys himself some regular homogenized milk, so we have three different coloured jugs to keep them distinguishable from each other. Bagged milk also freezes beautifully. This is your cultural experience for the day. 

 

Getting tired of seeing beans yet? I am. Hopefully though, we will enjoy them for several months.

I washed and snipped more beans this morning....also my poor little peppers. There may be enough there to put on a homemade pizza (or two) sometime this week.

Green tomatoes I brought in to ripen on the kitchen window sill. As they ripen, I can remove the stem end and any blemishes and put them in a quart freezer bag in the freezer. As the bag gets full to the top, that is about equivalent to a large can of tomatoes. I do not blanch. Because they are frozen, the skins slip right off. My tomatoes did not do well this year, but I know why. Next year I will plant them out in the garden in full sun and look after them properly.

I have not wrapped up one single thing yet for the Advent calendar, so I am doing that this afternoon. I had leftover split pea soup for lunch and I will do something with the leftover roast beef that I cooked on Friday for tonight's supper. I always have leftovers in the fridge that we normally eat up for lunches. I guess I am still cooking for when I had all the kids at home. My dad says I cook like "it's a threshing". That refers to the fact that he grew up on the farm when all the neighbours would help each other out at harvest, and the farmer's wife and family cooked up a huge mid-day meal for all the workers with platters full and several varieties of everything to choose from. Really, I'm not that bad.

Have a productive rest of the day.