Today we got something I have wanted my entire life: a chest freezer.
Our near neighbors when I was growing up, the Carnrights, had one. To me it was magical. Mrs. C. froze lots of things, but what struck me most was her stock of flash-frozen fruit.
We don't have the red currant bushes yet, but I plan to stock the freezer with lots of other wonderful things. Baked goods! I have a lovely excuse, with the holidays coming up.
I'll be making desserts for Thanksgiving, corn bread, biscuits, and Christmas cookies.
When good meats are on sale I'll re-package them into two servings each, or save roasts. Leftovers, too.
And I'll be able to make stock ahead, and freeze it in ice cube trays so I can take out just a little at a time.
Not to mention French onion soup. Stews. Chili (without the beans; I'll put those in after it's thawed). Marinara sauce. Individual stuffed shells....I will have a ball.
It's been so long since I've even had a decent freezer as part of a fridge...four and a half years, in fact, that this is a real gift! (It's also a great way to quarantine suspect yarn; bag it, put in for a couple of days. Take it out for a day or two; put it in again for a couple of days to catch anything hatching, and you're safe.)
In knitting news, I did cast on for the front yesterday. The intarsia is slow going, especially with two cats completing for lap space and occasionally forgetting good manners to bat at the three or four working yarns tangling around their faces. I've already had to tink back once, but it's something I caught in the next row. It could have been much worse.
Tonight I will bake the ornament cookies. The dough is chilling now. They need to dry for a couple of days before I decorate .