Canning
1. I had to go buy wide-mouth jars since I got rid of all my regular-mouth jars; should have done that in the first place.
2. I couldn’t find my pressure cooker.
3. I couldn’t find the weight to the pressure cooker.
4. I threw the beans my husband picked earlier into the compost pile because they were moldy.
5. I picked more beans in the hot, hot sun, while the unhappy chained-up dog (in heat) barked repeatedly at me. I barked back.
6. I snipped and snipped and snipped, and ended up with only 5 quarts.
7. I called my mom and friend to guide me through the steps, because I had visions of blowing up my kitchen. Chemo brain, you know.
8. I finally got the beans boiled, in the wide-mouth jars, salted, and into the pressure-cooker: ten-pounds pressure, 25 minutes.
9. My pressure-cooker is sealed tight, so my beans are stuck inside.
Vern,
Did you get it opened?
Your right, Costco would of been wayyyyy easier! Bobby