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| October in the larder at Historic Brattonsville |
Octo – eight – as in octopus. But this is the
tenth month. Well, in the old Roman calendar it was the eighth month and the year
had 304 days. They must have played around with the leftover 61 days. Calendars
have been messed with and corrected over the millennia. When they adjusted the months
they should have shifted the names to reflect the new positions, but even then they
didn’t get things right. Few of us even think about this these days. Well, I
did, but I’m different and I had to come up with an essay for today’s posting.
When I lived further north, September was the
time for getting out the fall decorations and starting to make soup - not with
the fall decorations, of course. Living
down here in South Carolina I’m feeling decorative and soupy only now in the
middle of October. Heck, I’ve gotten out the long slacks and a light jacket,
but I’m still wearing sandals. I suppose I’ll begin to wear socks and shoes
once the daytime temperatures stay in the 60’s (that’s the high teens for you
Celsius folks.)
This cooler weather has me thinking about
cooking and baking. Yesterday I made a batch of delicious apple sauce and a
huge pot of my spaghetti sauce. Then I made a big pan of lasagna with some of the
sauce. I’ve frozen six more portions for the weeks to come. I should have made
the spaghetti sauce first. For a while the house smelled just like fall – apples
and cinnamon and spices. This morning I can still detect the aroma of my meat
sauce with basil and oregano and other herbs. Close, but not really a morning
aroma. So now I will bake up some corn muffins and get the house smelling like
breakfast.
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| A bit too brown on the bottoms, but eminently edible! And the house smells delicious. |
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