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Rhubarb Jam (with strawberry too, I guess)

 

After four years of neglect I finally fertilized and separated my rhubarb plants. I have cared for these very minimally since we dug them up from someone’s abandoned lot. (We are classy.) With our mild spring I got a lot of gardening done despite having two toddling helpers. I now have rhubarb for days. Or Dayz because my rhubarb is that extreme.

No matter, I am able to deal with it because I have the perfect recipe for Rhubarb-Strawberry Jam. I clipped it out of the August 2009 issue of Saveur and have made it every year. You can find the recipe here  but I will list the ingredients for you:

  • 5 cups of Rhubarb cut into 1/2 to 3/4 inch pieces
  • 2 cups of hulled and quartered strawberries
  • 2 1/4 cups of sugar
  • 1 tablespoon lemon juice

That’s it! I love this recipe because it is my Ideal Jam Recipe: tons of fruit, not much sugar, and no pectin/thickener to deal with. There is just enough sugar and strawberries to take the edge of the rhubarb but it’s still tart and bright. I learned the hard way that this recipe does not double, so learn from me and don’t end up with an enormous dutch oven of brown-black stringy goop that still won’t set up.

I measure the portions as follows–one heaping 2-cup Pyrex cup of strawberries and two of rhubarb.

It’s pretty scientific. I can attest it works though, the pure laziness and forgiveness of this jam is another reason I love it. I can make this jam while my kids scream at my feet for whatevertheheck and it turns out beautifully. Because this jam does not double, I prep several batches when I come home with my 1/2 flat of strawberries. Hilariously, I buy my strawberries from down south so it’s not really a pure Alaskan Jam. I do grow strawberries in my yard but it’s a race between my kids and the slugs to see who can eat more.

Anyway, make sure you use an even mix of the red and green rhubarb stalks. Before I paid attention to that, my jam was a tasty brown pile. It’s a fun complimentary colors fact! Red + Green = brown glop in a Kerr jar. Don’t worry about it too much but if you want your jam to be a pretty pink pile of goop, minimize the green.

So then you dump all the ingredients into a pot, bring it to a boil then reduce heat. You should stir it often and skim the foam off. I never used to skim but it makes the texture so much nicer in the final product. It takes about one to one and a half hours to cook down.

Then you can it! I use a random assortment of jars with the standard rings and seals. I give a lot of this jam away so I’m not to stressed about having fancy jars. (I would love to have a pinterest pantry full of Weck jars but that’s not my life.)

I follow whatever USDA guidelines exist for canning. I use a hot pack in sterile jars then process in a hot water bath for 10 minutes. I have a big canner with one of those racks that hold 7 jars.

 

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Done

And there is a pretty jar of jam. Also, those squat jars are super-pretty but suck to process in a canner. They are the width of a quart jar but are shorter than the sides of the racks so they slide all over the frickin’ planet. I have two left to give away then I’m never buying them again. I am a solid wide-mouth pint or half-pint person. Yes that is boring but they stack nicely. Those up in that picture do not stack and that frustrates me.

When I was a kid, I never thought I would have strong opinions on canning jars. I’m not going to die on a hill over them or anything but I would probably argue with a stranger at a bar if I’ve had a few. There you go. Make some jam.


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Fixing to Grow

I am a gigantic soil nerd. Soil science and all things soily is one of my top 10 loves. (I don’t rate the top 10 because I have a husband, a kid, a boat, and several expensive knives in my life and a ranking of any of these things would be political suicide.) I don’t even know where to start talking about soil in this very first post. No sense talking about everything all at once. How about spring time soil prep?

Southeast Alaska is a but different from the Mediterranean climate of my childhood. Sitka gets more than 100 inches of rain per year. This rain leaches the most mobile, and necessary for plant growth, nutrients out of the soil. Happily, many of these nutrients are found in seaweed. Back in California a buildup of salt can have dire consequences for plant growth because there is not enough precipitation to flush them through. So spring, I toddle down to the shore and fill the back of our truck with herring egg covered seaweed. It smells great.

Herring eggs are the dominant source of nitrogen for my garden soil. Seaweed is a terrific structure builder and source of micronutrients. I turn over all of my beds with a trusty round point shovel and incorporate the seaweed and eggs. I try and get it as fluffy as possible to maintain airflow. Buried herring eggs can quickly purify and go anaerobic if allowd to stagnate away from airflow. Anaerobic conditions can be toxic to plants so it’s best to avoid that problem.

I then turn my beds about once a week to aerate the rotting sea matter. It also helps me get rid of the weeds that cover my fallow beds. I have been remiss in my weeding the past two years. I blame being pregnant and then caring for an infant. Mostly I’m lazy and pulling weeds is only slightly better than picking slugs out of my beds.

At some point I would like to incorporate crushed clam shells into my beds for a long-term source of calcium and magnesium. Maybe I will teach my kid the joys of smashing things with a hammer.

What do you do with your garden? What questions do you have for a soil scientist?


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Why this name?

ImageI live on an island in Alaska’s panhandle with my husband and small child.   

Moving here more than 10 years ago ignited my pioneer/foodie spirit and I have been on a quest to kill, gather, grow, and preserve as much food as I could. Won’t you join me?

I’m from a place where you can grow tomatoes outside in the summer. Now I live in a place where I can grow tomatoes in my living room with a tremendous amount of effort.

The name of this blog is a play on a terrible bumper sticker found in America’s Last Frontier Resource Extraction State. I will post a picture once I find one. It is a simple white rectangle that says, “Cut Kill Dig Drill.”