The South is riddled with Good Will EVERYWHERE! In Winston Salem where I work there are 4. Plus all the surrounding towns have a couple. I have recently started seeking out mason jars. I use mason jars for everything. Lunch and leftovers are stored in there, pantry essentials, drinking vessels and most importantly canning. Unfortunately mason jars can be pricey when you use so many. Often when I give out my culinary treats to friends and family I don’t always get the jars back. At approximately $1.50 a jar including a new seal it can get steep pretty quick. That’s when I discovered that thrift shops are full of mason jars that people don’t realize are GOLD for canning. I’ve been able snag lots for anywhere from .25-.75 cents a jar plus some of them are older versions that have different shapes and markings on them. I can’t wait to use them this summer. Since Heather doesn’t share the same passion for thrift shop hunting I have made a new companion in crime, Nate’s Mom. She loves Good Will just as much as I do if not more so I am in good company on random weekends.
My First VT Visitor
Finally someone from VT has decided to visit. Truth is I am homesick and ready to see some friendly familiar faces besides Heather and Anthony. Matteo was working NC for a week and decided to extend his travel to Carrboro to spend less than 48 hours with the super fun Socha Sisters. We perfected the art of day drinking on a gorgeous sunny 70-degree Saturday. It happened to be St. Patty’s weekend so we go our fill of green beer and local brews in Carrboro. We then stumbled back to Heather and Anthony’s apartment to introduce our guest of honor to all of Heather’s friends. We then added more booze to our already full tanks by partaking in some of my favorite drinking games; Beer Pong and Flip Cup. All I can say is we had 3 people vs. 4 in an epic VT vs Non VT game of flip cup and WE STILL WON. YESSSSS!!!!! I love winning. After that things got a little bit blurry. Heather acquired some weird carrot top look alike wig, corned beef was devoured and at some point drunken phone calls were made to my BFF Katrina in VT to settle an argument Matteo and I were having. From what I hear Matt doesn’t remember much from this part of the night. Somehow he made it back to his hotel in one piece. Sorry I couldn't escort him but I was too boozed to be walking around outside. Epic Weekend.
Heather loves my Mom’s Sauerkraut. Apparently it’s easy to make and I’ve always wanted to dabble in the fine art of fermentation. Mom said all I really needed to do was massage some shredded cabbage with salt and pack it into a container till it’s juices cover it. Let it sit on the counter for a few weeks and voila you have sauerkraut. Not as easy as she made it sound. I got it started out all right but then it started to take on a weird smell, not like sauerkraut. Funk started growing on the top and I was worried the skunge would taint the cabbage on the bottom of the jar so I tossed it. I will attempt it again in the future but I need watch someone do it first. I’m too much of a visual learner.