We live 20 miles from the nearest grocery store in Salida. We knew this when we bought the property, but I grew up in a rural area, so I was prepared for the consequences. For my mother, it meant three meals a day for 6 people every single day of the year -- not a restaurant in sight! In fact, I did not get to eat in a restaurant until I left home to go to college in the UK at age 17. I worked my way through college by working... you guessed it... in the college kitchen. We churned out hundreds of tasty meals every day, and I enjoyed the experience.
My kids garnered much sympathy from their teenage friends when they stated the truthful fact that they had never had a pizza delivered to our house.
I love to cook, and I love to have people over to enjoy meals with us. So any time you are in our neck of the woods, you would be welcome to join us for lunch or dinner!
Today it was time to refill the granola jar, whip out a rum cake for my book-club meeting tomorrow, use up some of this summer's apple sauce from our tree in an easy quick bread, and toss a pot roast into the dutch oven to justify having the oven running all morning.
There was just time to duck over to the studio and pack the daily fiber orders in time to catch the post. Then I had to buckle down and wind some wool and pack some kits to stay abreast of our wonderful customers. In the winter I try to get ahead on some of the winding and packaging, 'cos once spring shows its smiling face, I'm anxious to get my seeds started in their little pots in anticipation of another season of organic veggies to restock my freezer and pantry.