It’s getting chilly, ya’ll. Finally November is getting seasonal. The down jacket has made it’s debut and I feel pleasantly as if I’m walking around in a puffy blanket that happens to have arm holes. The height of urban glamour.
I like a good stroll. Jersey City’s downtown is kind of small by NYC metro standards of pleasant walk-ability, but its smallness makes it feel nice and homey. It’s a good spot for strollin’. Good for poking around to see what new restaurants are popping up (so many Italian/pizza places) and get some ideas on stoop decoration techniques – there seems to be a firm divide between classy mums and fake, stringy spiderwebs.
Here are a couple of the neighborhood eye-catchers as seen in a recent stroll:
I get seduced by farmer’s markets. If I see a cluster of white tents that even hint to a promise of produce, I’m probably heading that way. Most of the time I don’t even need to buy anything; I get a contact high from just being there. Sometimes I buy too many things though, and that’s how I found myself with a growing population of apples living in my kitchen.
With only two of us in the apartment, making a pie seemed a little excessive (and I need to work on my pie crust confidence and today was not the day), so I needed a recipe that would let me use up the apples without resulting in a huge dessert. Enter, apple butter.
Since this recipe suggested using a slow cooker, I had the added bonus of making my apartment smell f’ing great all afternoon.
Slow Cooker Apple Butter (adapted from Dinner a Love Story)
- 10 apples peeled, sliced (I had a hodge podge of varieties and mixed them all together because I’m fearless like that)
- 1/3 c. sugar
- 1/2 c. brown sugar
- 1/2 tsp. cinnamon
- 1/4 tsp. nutmeg
- 1 cinnamon stick
- slice of lemon
- 1/2 c. water
Peel and slice your apples. Please try not to peel the tip of your thumb in the process (guilty as charged). Drop the apples as well as all other ingredients into your slow cooker. Turn it on low and stir occasionally. It’s probably recommended to stir as little as possible so that the slow cooker retains the moisture, but if you want to stir yours so that your kitchen gets hit with some appley perfume, be my guest. Make sure the lid is cracked a little open so that moisture can escape and the flavors can really concentrate down.
Once the apples have broken down and are taking on that distinctive apple butter brown color, turn off the slow cooker to let them cool. Remove cinnamon stick and what’s left of your lemon slice, and puree (immersion blender, food processor, whatever you have).
The idea for these pumpkin seeds was less about needing to participate in celebrating fall (though scarf-wearing and Bean Boots are getting me pretty revved up) and more about needing a seasonably appropriate vehicle for Old Bay. I spied that little yellow bottle in the back of my cabinet earlier this week and it’s been singing a siren song for the last few days. So with that, here are some snackin’ seeds.
I’ve had a little trouble connecting to the blog so far – almost like it’s a baby that I’ve really wanted and now that I have it and we’re home, I’m not sure what to do with it. I know we’ll get there, but it’s the “getting to know you, i’m excited, i’m nervous” phase.
Yes, yes, it’s early and finding your voice takes time, but when the things you read are these wonderful blogs curated by women who have been doing it for years, it’s easy to feel as if your own words sound like they’re trying too hard.
All that being said, I’ve just gotta do it, right? Doing the work is what usually makes things feel better and less angsty. I’ve gotta get more into the habit of writing and sharing than anything else because that’s what this is about. It’s about taking up some space (metaphorically or otherwise), believing that your words are worth sharing, that people will want to read.
Side note, the coding behind all of this stuff is fascinating and I’m all up in Codecademy’s business trying to learn how it works. I’m on the baby steps level, but already it feels like I’m beginning to have a better understanding of how all this stuff works. Knowing a bit about coding has made me feel a bit more empowered and in control of this process. I’m beginning to crack the code… pun pun pun.