I have a love/hate relationship with canning. I love the process - every bit of it - and I love the end result! But somewhere in there are Extra Dishes, Tired Feet, and a Three Year Old Who Needs Attention. But the hate part must not be too strong because I keep at it, dutifully loading my basement storage shelves with canned goods to last the winter.
And now, I give you: Canned Soup ---
What? That doesn't look like canned soup to you? Yeah, me neither.
Here's the scoop: I spent a good portion of a day last week, carefully making a lovely pot of soup to can. I was beyond excited. And when I pulled my six jars out of the canner, and they all sealed, I was so happy. And then. I had this feeling that I hadn't processed them long enough...and sure enough my recipe said 75 minutes for quarts and 60 minutes for pints. Somehow I got "65" stuck in my head so they were not processed long enough.
*tears*
*tears*
*tears*
For real. :P
I realized that the best plan of action was to freeze the soup. It's not what I had planned, but nothing went to waste!
In happy canning news, my jar count is up to 149. :D
3 comments:
I won't even focus on the *fail* in my comment but will say Wow, what a lot of work canning that many jars!! Great job! And you salvaged the soup, too!
I don't usually get into the freezing and canning...my daughter Hannah does all of that. I don't know what I'd do if it were up to me!
It is said that my Great Grandmother was an extremely strong lady. My grandpa saw her cry ONLY once. It was after she had canned all day and on her way down to the cellar trip and lost about six jars (they broke). I can see how all that work would just bring a sense of devastation (and make it seem like a day of work was futile). At least it was freezable!! Great job with all your canning!
Sarah, I've thought of your great-grandma each time I've taken canned goods downstairs! I think I always will now! LOL
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