Wednesday, September 30, 2015

foolish earthling, totally unprepared for the effects of time travel

So as you may know, Utah is full of crazy preppers.  The Venn diagram of Mormons and preppers has a huge overlap, I'm sure.  And most Mormons don't really believe that the world is ending anytime soon, but we do like to have some things on hand, just in case.  Plus it's helpful in case of natural disasters or unemployment.  So the shelf-stable food industry is very robust here, which makes it easy to put together a supply of emergency rations.  My friends bought a book called "Meals in a Jar" that they are using for recipe inspiration, and changing out the ingredients where necessary because the lady who wrote it does not share our feelings about certain additives.

We've done taco soup and zuppa toscana so far, and they are really decent, the kind of meal you'd make on a normal day when you're a little short on time.  It's all dry ingredients so all you have to do is add water.  One quart jar will feed my family of six, not to the point of being stuffed, but full enough that you're okay, and no leftovers to worry about since probably refrigeration will not be as easily done during the End Times.

Here's what they look like:

You just scoop the stuff into the jar, put a small copy of the prep instructions on top, then seal it with a vacuum sealer, and it supposedly keeps for years and years.

Monday, September 21, 2015

it's all phone calls and telegrams, eh Angelica?

You'll be glad to know that I made some chocolate granola this morning and it is TURRIBLE, not at all like the stuff I bought from Costco.  Harrumph.  

It is still a blessed time to be alive, though, because it is BOOT WEATHER!  

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Not this week, this week is going to be in the 80s, gross.  But last week was a dream and I clomped around in my boots like nobody's business, and yesterday for dinner we ate turkey and mashed potatoes and stuffing and squash and it was a great day.  

I have been canning meals in a jar with my friend Wendy, and now I almost have enough meals for our family to eat once a week during the rapture, provided we still have clean water and a way to heat it up.  Cool.  Speaking of the rapture, I guess there is some lady who had a dream about the world ending, and it's supposed to happen in the next week or so?  It is so hard to keep track of all the doomsday prophecies, and really what I want is just a quick out whenever it does go down for realsies.  I mean, we have our 72-hour kits and go bags, but past that point I really don't want to be around, tasty, nutritious jar meals be damned.  I have no need to watch civilization dissolve into warring tribes of rapist cannibals.  But that's just me--I'm a day person! 

Tuesday, September 1, 2015

the other day I saw a bear, a great big bear away up there

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Did I tell you about the used Kirby vacuum we bought off the classifieds?  I think I did.  Anyway, it's the greatest vacuum ever and I love it so much.  Last week I thought, hmm, it's been a while, maybe I ought to see if the bag is getting full.  IT WAS FULL!  It was so full it was like a heavy human child.  I cradled it in my arms and rocked it back and forth for humorous purposes, but John and the kids just made faces and said I was gross.

John requested a confetti cake for his birthday, so we did a taste test of a Pillsbury Funfetti mix and a homemade white cake with sprinkles baked into it (which is all the Funfetti cake mix has).  The mix was better, and we all preferred it.  The homemade cake was delicious too, but the mix cake had such a nice, even crumb and did a better job of hitting the bliss point.  Maybe nostalgia was also a factor, I don't know, and I wouldn't extrapolate the results to apply to other homemade vs. mix cake situations, but in this specific instance, Pillsbury wins.