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Ducks. I was a bit nervous that the ones I prefer might be gone quickly. They are seasonal. It is past season and clocking fast. Plenty on hand can go quickly. Still, had to check my finances. I thought my bank had sent an email suggesting my account was low, my main account. Not good. I thought they did that when it was sub $100, or even $50. Nope. Not a problem at all, from what I could see. A little low, but... that was sort of expected with recent events. After looking over both accounts, I believed I could order the birds. I won't be ordering fish for several months, the ducks are eaten quarterly so won't be a soon expense, I am caught up on the house or that is on-tap, and I have enough, this month, to almost buy the cow and processing. Still, I should hold off, for sure, next month. I like having a good safety egg in there. I'd like to, eventually, get to a small nest egg in the $10's of k's, but...
Anyway... ducks are, or will be, on the way. Beef is coming in. Then a hog, after the beef. I'll probably need to order more fish the month after the beef arrives. Just for Fridays, mostly. It's nice to try, whatever, in it's freshest state of course. I may not be homesteading, but I am learning to manage a larder. I am hoping to get some of the beef cut so as to make jerky. Bits and pieces of this and that. I may never really get into canning, but I can and am doing some things. It really isn't bad.
Oh, the other day I was lamenting not being able to get out and being out of butter. I took half a pound to my friends, for the shrimp cook. Wasn't needed, but forgot it. Anyway, back to lamenting the fact of having no butter... I remembered, then, that I had purchased canned butter. I wasn't sure how good that would be. It probably had to be better than nothing. So I dug in, found and opened a can, and used it in several ways. I used it with fish, I used it with popcorn, and I used it to make a butter pan sauce with a steak. It smells really good. To be honest, the taste was simply mild. It wasn't too salty, or weird tasting at all. I was... really trying to find a way to hate or dislike it. Why? To get over it if it was a failure of a purchase. At this point, I happily recommend it. It's Red Feather brand, from Australia. I wouldn't recommend it for daily daily, simply too expensive. And fresh butter cannot be beat if available. However, having a can or dozen on hand, for any problem, would not be bad. As I suggested, I prep as much for times where health doesn't allow a visit to the store as for emergencies of larger scales.
Oh, right. The neighbors brought pancakes yesterday. Not a usual dinner night, but it was sure welcome. And those were some of the best pancakes I have ever eaten. The canned butter did quite well on that, too. Lucky, if I just remember to make myself so? Half and half, and not what some put on their peaches. :p
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You seem to be feeling better, maybe? Please tell me you're taking your medication. It kind of freaks me out when you don't.
ReplyDeleteOh, I have a time for a spider in the fridge. If I were closer I'd bring you some.
ReplyDeleteBetter? Yes. Much. Sort of. And, no. Medicines have been canceled. I have no subscriptions or way to afford medicine at this point. I did, again, for the third time, call about a card and local care. Until I see a way through, I am done with medicine. I won't keep messing around hoping to get some. I can't do that, too hard on the nerves, and body when I have to shut down or go back on.
ReplyDeleteUgh, you not on meds somehow doesn't give me a fuzzy warm feeling. Oh well ...
ReplyDeleteI feel the same. Sliding through the veil and back, from time to time, denotes the point. And it's an exclamation point. But I can only do what I can do. I can't make them figure out their system. I can't make them do what they say they will do. I can't even, really, reliably, in a timely fashion, chase them down on these things. And I won't go on and off medicines, or up and then down and up and down on doses, to conserve. Too hard on the old body. No choice.
ReplyDeleteI did call... yesterday? the day before? It is all supposed to be back in the works again, again, again. We'll see. Holding one's breath isn't always easy, but it is better than drowning or breathing in nasty stuff. And, so, I hold my breath.