Fruit.
Plums and apples.
About 200 pounds of Black Doris plums. The tree was so laden that branches were breaking. After picking all that was within reach, I laid tarpaulins on the ground and shook the tree. There are yet more but I have reached my limit.
I bought two dehydrators (2 for the price of one deal because one was a display model and missing some non vital trays). After 48 rolls of fruit leather (plum and apple or plum and banana), kilograms of dried plums, dried tomatoes and dried apple slices, came more kilograms of frozen stewed plums and stewed apples. Eventually about 60 pond of plums went to the Community Pantry. The same again got shared around families to whom I have delivered bikes, to the local school, and even a big box to the office of my financial advisor (it's a small community really, boxes of plums, legs of lamb, buckets of pears and the like get swapped about. The objective is 'no waste if someone else needs or will enjoy the grub').
The refugee kid who spends all his non-school time out here got to deliver plums into school to share with his class. Contrary to expectation it seems to have increased his street cred, and given him more confidence about his status and the value in his life of an education. (His truancy is becoming a thing of the past as each day produces a school experience his is pleased to relate).
Now Bro has picked his treasured cooking apples and all eyes have turned to me. The freezer is full. Okay, I will can them.... They go by the comical name of Peasgood Nonsuch. No one here has heard of Bramleys.
What is the favoured cooking apple where you are?
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