I'm Saving Them for Later.

Every so often, I get ideas.

Big ideas. Dangerous ideas.

This one involved 100lbs of peaches the week before my brother's wedding. Last year, I had the help of my sisters and my mom (and early pregnancy sickness--which I wouldn't call exactly helpful). This year, I doubled the amount of peaches and did it alone since they were heavily involved in work and preparing for the festivities. Elanor kept me company but I didn't think that she was up for peeling peaches yet. She contributed by only getting up once a night for three days in a row, giving me the rest that I needed to tackle such a huge project and playing mostly happily on the floor in the kitchen.

I dried a batch every day. Pretty and delicious:


The house doubled nicely as a sauna due to the constant boiling of all of the pots on the stove. There are now 41 pints of peach slices in the pantry. Next year, I'm getting quart jars. The rest was turned into spiced peach butter.

Actually, most of these jars are pear butter. Did I mention the 30 lbs of pears? The rest of the pear puree is unspiced and frozen in cubes for when we start solids with Elanor.

Points to those who recognize the reference in the post title.