Every summer, my wife Joyce and our daughter-in-law Jennifer can salsa. This was the weekend for it in 2008. They put up a total of 30 pints and about a half dozen quarts of tomatoes.
I just LOVE this stuff. It's not really like the salsa you get at the store or at a restaurant. It's chunkier, for one thing. It's more like a relish or chutney. I love it on just about everything, including frittata.
One sad note from this year's annual Salsa Symposium: we normally drive over to the Selah area and get our produce at one of the little stands out in the fields. It's a great trip. WAY more peppers and other things than you normally see over here. But with gas prices as they are, and with a tight schedule, Joyce just went to the local roadside stand in Maple Valley. The produce was good but I miss driving over the mountains.
But I will still enjoy cracking open a jar of this stuff in December or January when the kitchen is filled with the aroma of eggs, cheese, etc. A little bit of summer all winter long.
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Yum! I remember growing up and my mom doing that! Good times!
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