I love it when I find that my past self thought ahead. Even if I forgot I did something clever. Even if it takes months to finish whatever I was thinking of. It's always such a pleasant surprise, a little gift I sent myself from the past.
Today it took the form of frozen chicken. Don't laugh. It doesn't take much to make me happy.
I decided it was a good day to make chicken soup so I pulled out 2 bags of frozen chicken bones and a bag of frozen vegetable scraps. Then I found a bag of what looked like cubed chicken meat. I looked all over the bag for bones and didn't see any. Could it be, I thought, that I actually managed to be prepared? That I knew that sometime in the future I was going to make chicken soup and would want to have a whole lot of meat all ready to go in? Apparently, I did. And it made my afternoon so much easier!
For the stock, I tied all the vegetable scraps into a cheesecloth so I could just fish it out and throw it away. I put a bay leaf and a few peppercorns in that as well. I tossed all the chicken bones in and then added enough water to cover it all, probably several gallons, as this was the lobster pot. This simmered for a few hours. Then I took out the veggies, strained the stock, and made soup.
The soup started with onion, parsnips, celery and carrots, sautéed, and then I added the chicken cubes and about 4 quarts of stock. Plus salt, pepper, thyme and parsley. Mmm. I just now added egg noodles and that's going to be dinner.
While that is cooking, I'm canning the rest of the stock: 5+1/2 quarts. 4 quart jars and 3 pint jars. Which are blue. Has anyone else seen these? They're a really pretty light blue glass that I think aren't really meant for anything to go into them. After all, once you put anything yellow, or green, or red into them, it's no longer such a pretty blue color, is it?
Oh, and self, here's another little gift for next time. Don't try to muscle the pressure canner closed. You know why.