One of the things I absolutely love about living in a semi-rural area is that my kids get to see where food comes from. We've visited friends with chickens, and then eaten THOSE eggs, from THOSE chickens. We've picked blueberries, blackberries, strawberries, and then eaten them on our toast or in pies all winter long. We watched the grapes come in and be sorted and crushed for wine. We've seen working farms, and even visited some cows, who were appropriately named T-bone and Rib-eye. Guess what kids? Those cows are now steak. I think it's important for them to understand that food doesn't come from grocery stores - it comes from somewhere else before that.
So, owing to some more glorious fall weather this week, we headed over to my mom's house to raid her apple trees again, this time for applesauce. We've made some cakes, some muffins, and a few pies here and there, but with Chloe not too far off from being ready for food, I thought it'd be fun to store up some applesauce for the upcoming year. Here are a few photos of the journey, from tree to table!
(Of course, it was late by the time I actually got the sauce into the jars and out of the canner. So, no finished photos. Oh well. You all know what applesauce looks like!:)
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