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**Newsflash** !!!!! We found three little eggs today!

 

First ones! And, we were told the chickens wouldn’t be old enough to lay until October.

Are they just extra brilliantly advanced because of our tenderness and love?

Are they mutants?

Is it one chicken, who has laid them in the same little spot each day for the past 3 days and we just didn’t notice?

Or did three chickens take turns squatting on the same little nesting spot this morning? The Damsel likes this mental image but is it realistic? (There are four chickens at the Damsel’s cottage, just FYI. 3 of one type, 1 of another.)

The eggs are small and adorably brown. Can we bear to eat them even though they are so cute?

The Damsel doesn’t know. This is all new to her. She eagerly awaits comments from the chicken experts out there in internet-land.

Homemade ricotta? Really?

That smooth, beautiful layer of yum in lasagna?

Yes, dear students, it’s possible. And it’s as easy as kindergarten. The Damsel suspects you have everything you need, at this moment, in your kitchen. You could be five minutes away from ravishing ricotta. (Technically, this is called paneer. Ricotta is properly made from whey instead of milk. But it tastes the same to the Damsel.)

At the Old School, the Damsel likes to teach things they used to know by heart in the olden days, and put a new twist on them when she can. Hence the name “New Old School.” So today, she’ll teach you how to make ricotta cheese, an old skill indeed…but with a microwave.

First, set a colander over a dish. It needn’t be big. Line it with two layers of cheesecloth or paper towel.

Measure 2 cups of milk (the higher the fat content, the higher your yield) into a glass bowl or other microwavable vessel.

Add two tablespoons of plain white vinegar, or, in other words, one tablespoon per cup of milk. (This is the same thing you do when you need to “make” buttermilk in an emergency.) Add some salt if you like…the Damsel added 1/4 tsp.

Microwave this for 2-4 minutes, or until you see it start to bubble around the edges.

Stir gently. The milk should separate into solids vs. translucent liquid. Microwave another 30 seconds if needed and check again. The Damsel thought something was busted, because there was only a small amount of solids. But this is normal–the reason for the small yield was she used 1% milk.

Scoop the solids into the colander and let it drain until it reaches the desired consistency. Only a few minutes is usually necessary.

The resulting cheese is soft and sort of like cream cheese, but less firm. You’ll end up with anywhere between 2 tablespoons and 1/2 cup of cheese.

The Damsel loved its fresh taste. There was no hope of lasagna, so she spread it on a bit of crusty bread and thought it was delicioso. You can add herbs, which would be quite lovely. Or go sweet, with honey and fruit.

The Damsel remembers crying to Grandma one day as a newlywed, because a precious gallon of milk had gone sour. Grandma heated it on the stove until it separated, just like this. She may or may not have added more sourness with extra vinegar–the memory isn’t too clear. She drained it well, till the curds were a bit firm. To this she added salt and a bit of cream, and called it cottage cheese. Whether or not it should be called cottage cheese, or ricotta, or paneer, it’s a brilliant idea…a way to use up and not waste.

Speaking of that, the leftover liquid could be used for a baking project that calls for water or milk, adding nutrition.

Thanks, Kenji, for the microwave method.

Come along with the Damsel while she goes on an old-fashioned adventure, full of fresh air, hard work, and earwigs.

The Damsel’s neighbor owns two beautiful Arabians that need feeding. She found a terrific price on some oat hay, and asked the Damsel to help her load it.

First we drove out Into The Countryside, where we met Farmer Poll. Since it’s supposed to storm in these parts, he was extra motivated to get this hay up and out. Rain’s bad for it. That’s what they say.

We drove right out into the field, off-road, in a rusty old bucket/pickup. That’s what you do. Cue Emmett Brown on Back to the Future: “Where we’re going, there are no roads.”

Here we have a rarity on the Old School blog: a picture of the Damsel herself.

From Drop Box

Farmer Poll hucked the bales up into the truck, and the Damsel stacked and arranged, according to the farmer’s instructions. Apparently, when you stack hay correctly, it doesn’t fall off as you drive away with it. And so it was.

The farmer laughed when we stopped for a couple of photos. But the Damsel grimly bore his ridicule so that she could bring you this post.

Afterward, we drove back and unloaded the hay into the neighbor’s hay storage thingy and covered it tenderly with a tarp. The horses supervised while smacking their lips. Seriously.

The Damsel supposes this is sort of the old fashioned way of getting hay. Maybe if we went in a horse-drawn wagon, it would have been even more old fashioned. But what is the modern way, anyway? Ordering it from Amazon? They sort of have everything, right?

As for earwigs, the Damsel holds with her previous assertion that it would be fine if they were eradicated from the food chain. She’s pretty sure everything would still be okay in the world if there were no earwigs.

This is her wish.

Painting or repainting a room is a good old fashioned skill, and one of the very first steps in the process sometimes gets folks bogged down. Math and stuff, you know.

The Damsel understands this deeply. There’s more than one reason she majored in music–one reason being you only have to count up to four, most of the time. She knows her strengths.

So if you’re going to paint something, you must face the chore of figuring out how much paint to buy. There are two easy ways to avoid a paint-calculating migraine.

Way #1. Measure your room. Write down the measurements, go to a paint store, and put yourself at their mercy.

Way #2. Measure your room, and plug the numbers into the handy calculator found at this website: Paint Calculator

This site will even help you figure out weird shaped rooms, sloping walls or other headache-inducing variables.

Way #2 is especially good if you have paint hanging around you’d like to use, but you aren’t sure if you have enough. The Damsel approves of using up paint from other projects. Grandma would have said, “use it up, wear it out, make it do, or do without.”

So you can feel extra smug about using the paint calculator for this purpose. Go ahead. The Damsel says it’s okay.

 

soda=bad?

Grandma used to always say soda (soft drinks, pop, carbonated drinks, what-have-you) is bad for a body. She preferred old-school drinks such as well water or raw milk. The Damsel recalls Grandma proudly saying she used to give glassfulls of pure cream to a certain overly skinny teenager.

That’s one way of dealing with bony adolescents.

So was Grandma right about the badness of soda? Check this out: (click to enlarge for readability)
Harmful Soda

Via: Term Life Insurance

The Damsel promises not to judge if you have a soda habit. There are worse things, right? And swearing off soda completely? Well, the Damsel knows a few people who the mere thought would bring them to tears. And others who’d be brought to their knees.

So rather than dispense Grandma’s justice, the Damsel will advise moderation. A sip of Special Sauce (code name: Diet Coke) can always be offset by eating a celery stick.

Right?

guest post–MMB

The Damsel is blabbing today over at Mormon Mommy Blogs, with just a short essay on resentment. She promises not to resent it if you pop over to read.

chicken update II

The girls are two-and-a-half months old now, and the Damsel is surprised that although they won’t lay for another three months, they look remarkably hen-like. They even cluck.

They don’t love to be picked up. But they tolerate us, especially when we bring the gift of chicken feed.

Watching them run around the yard eating mosquitoes is satisfying indeed. The Damsel would love them for this alone. But she won’t complain if they’d like to donate some eggs to the larder as well. Just one more reason the Damsel looks eagerly toward autumn.

sprouts–safely

The Damsel recently posted a lesson on growing your own sprouts, and would like to offer this additional safety information from the nice people at Mountain Valley Seeds.

 

In light of the recent E. coli outbreak in Germany, we thought we would take this opportunity to remind you of the basics of sprouting. Sprouts are tasty and extremely wholesome but, like any raw food, safety precautions should be taken. Below are some helpful and specific instructions so you can sprout safely!

Basic Safety Steps:

  1. The first step is to ensure that your supplies are clean; water, sprouting vessel and seeds. The quality of water you use should be just as sanitary as the quality of water you drink. As far as your sprouting vessel is concerned, you’ll want to wash it after each use, just like washing dishes after a meal. It is possible that the seeds could also be contaminated and there are a few basic steps to ensure that even your seeds are free from bacteria (for more detailed information, please click on the pdf below).
  2. As you sprout the seeds, straightforward procedures such as washing your hands, washing the sprouts and properly drying the sprouts before storage can greatly mitigate any bacterial risks. Most of all, use common sense. If something doesn’t smell right or look right don’t eat it!
  3. For more specific safety information, please click on the Mountain Valley Seed Co Sprout Safety pdf!

Thanks and happy sprouting!

 

As for drying sprouts, one possible way of doing it would be to place the sprouts in a paper-towel-lined salad spinner. A refrigerator is naturally drying, so sprouts could be spread out on a plate or what-have-you and set, uncovered, in the fridge for a few hours or until dry. Don’t forget them, though! Sprouts should be juicy, not crispy.

 

From the archives:

What do you do when your jeans have worn through the knees, and summer is right around the corner?

Make cut-offs.

It’s so easy! The first step is to lay the jeans out so the legs are very flat, next to each other so you can eyeball where to cut.

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If you’re Daisy Mae or have a part on Dukes of Hazzard, it’s easy. You just cut the jeans right under the pockets. If you’re a ten year old boy, cut them just above where the denim has worn thin, for maximum length.

With very sharp scissors, carefully cut through both layers at the same time, straight across. If your scissors aren’t up to it, you can cut one layer at a time, but you’ll have to be really careful to get them straight.

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Now continue on to the other leg and repeat.

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If you’re obsessive (the Damsel freely admits she is obsessive about some things, like chocolate raisins. But some things are worth obsessing over) you could measure up from the hems of each leg and mark a cutting line, to make sure they are exactly the same. But we’re talking about cut-offs.

Cut-offs are correctly worn frayed along the cut line. A few washings will get the fray goodness going. The Damsel’s ten year old sprog favors a rolled look. You just fold a couple of inches up, and then fold the same amount again. (You’ll have to refold after each washing)

IMG_2556Another sprog feels this entire post is heretical because the holeyness of the pictured pair of jeans has only begun to approach perfection, and won’t be truly wearable until giant hunks of his leg shows through the hole.

The Damsel has also had sprog that asked her to hem cut-offs, showing that although her sprog are genetically similar, they aren’t a bit alike.

Hemming crosses the project over into making denim shorts, leaving the land of cut-offs behind. To do this you would do the roll mentioned above, except folding up only 1/2″ each time, and then top-stitching through the folds. This requires a sewing machine with a stiff upper lip and a very slow pace when you cross the seams, but it only takes a few minutes.

Whatever you do, DON’T throw away the cut off legs. Save them for patches or other denim projects.

Did you hear about the food poisoning outbreak in Europe? Awful! Lots of people got sick, some even died. They eventually traced the source of the e. coli bacteria to sprouts grown on an organic farm.

Does this mean we should avoid organic food? Absolutely not. The fact that the sprouts were grown organically didn’t have anything  to do with them being contaminated with e. coli.

But it just so happens that the Damsel has been preparing a post on growing your own sprouts. Very timely, eh? This is one more example of how self-reliance can be a blessing. When you grow your own, you know what you’re getting…or not getting.

Growing your own sprouts is easy and requires no fancy equipment. In fact, you can do it with just a quart jar and an old nylon stocking. And seeds, of course.

The benefits of sprouting seeds are many. They’re quite good for you, and depending on the seeds you store, can make all the difference if you had to live off your food storage for a length of time. Alfalfa sprouts, for example, are a good source of vitamin C. If you had no access to any fresh veggies, they would be a welcome item indeed.

Nutritionally, sprouted seeds go through an amazing transformation. Look what happens to mung beans:

Energy content – calories Decrease 15 per cent.
Total carbohydrate content Decrease 15 per cent
Protein availability Increase 30 per cent
Calcium content Increase 34 per cent
Potassium content Increase 80 per cent
Sodium content Increase 690 per cent
Iron content Increase 40 per cent
Phosphorous content Increase 56 per cent
Vitamin A content Increase 285 per cent
Thiamine or Vitamin B1 content Increase 208 per cent
Riboflavin or Vitamin B2 content Increase 515 per cent
Niacin or Vitamin B3 content Increase 256 per cent
Ascorbic acid or Vitamin C content An infinite increase
source

Truly amazing! Consider adding seeds for sprouting to your preparedness stash. (Buy seeds packaged for this purpose rather than farmer-seed, unless you’re sure they haven’t been sprayed with nasty chemicals.)

You can buy sprouters if you like, but really, all you need is a container and some way to rinse the seeds. Stretching a piece of CLEAN nylon stocking over the top of a quart jar and then securing it with the screw band creates a cheap and perfectly serviceable sprouter.

You can sprout most any seeds, but let’s do some alfalfa to begin with. At the Damsel’s house, we like to refer to this as “hay.” Well, it is.

The Damsel inherited a strainer-thingy that fits on the top of a quart jar, so she used that. No possibility of toe-jam flavored sprouts here.

Put 1 1/2 to 2 tablespoons of alfalfa seed in a quart jar and cover with lukewarm water. Put the top on, whether it be a nylon or what-have-you, and slosh them around a bit. Drain the water out, and replace with fresh water, enough to cover them by a few inches. Let them sit overnight.

For the next couple of days, rinse and drain the seeds every few hours, as often as you can remember. In between, put the jar in a dark corner or cupboard, because light will make the sprouts taste bitter.

See the sprouts starting to grow?

When sprouts start to peep out, after rinsing, hold the jar sideways and shake the seeds gently so they spread out along the side of the jar. Don’t fuss. They will be clumpy. Nothing bad will happen.

Continue rinsing, draining, and shaking them so they lie along the side of the jar until the sprouts look long enough to look appropriate on a turkey and avocado sandwich. They’ll look pale, but taste fine.

If you want to green them up now that they’re grownups, you can put them in the sun for a few hours without harming their fresh, sweet taste. The Damsel’s continue to get a bit greener even while they’re sitting in the fridge.

The Damsel stores her sprouts in a ziploc bag that isn’t zipped shut, but is lightly closed. They stay good for two weeks this way.

Mmm, hay!

 

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