I Eat. Therefore I Am.

I've been doing a lot of eating and making lately. The sad thing is that I am not picky. I eat just about anything. There are a few things I wouldn't necessarily eat if I wasn't in a "picking" mood (i.e, radishes and celery), but I still eat them when I feel like munching on something, because anything is better than nothing. Don't ya think?

Many years ago Mom-Mom used to pickle watermelon rinds. To some that may sound strange. As strange as crackers and gravy at Thanksgiving. But it's something we grew up with.

When I was pregnant with Spenser, I pickled some watermelon rinds, and my mom's sisters went crazy. No one had had them in years, as Mom-Mom got older, and it was a special treat for Thanksgiving that year. (We are actually having Mom-Mom's "birthday" party this weekend. Maybe I'll have to take a jar.)

I hadn't really thought much about them until recently, when a friend on Facebook mentioned she was pickling them. Dang! That was all the motivation I needed. Yesterday was "pickling watermelon rinds day." Sadly, all the work only made five pints, but I have another melon that needs eating, so maybe I'll make another batch.

If you're interested in making your own, here is a recipe. The recipe I use is from the Ball Blue Book (which has current reproductions). I'd have to say I've gotten my money out of this book. It is invaluable. It's probably the second-most-used book in our house. The first is my scriptures.