I am making tomato sauce from the last of the tomatoes grown in the garden. We picked them green (when the weather started dipping to frost temps) and spread them out on the work bench in the garage. We felt very fortunate as 90% ripened to such a beautiful red. The rest got pitched back into the garden soil. Will freeze this sauce to use later. Yes, you can probably buy tomato sauce cheaper that this will cost in the long run. But there is something about making your own...guess it is the pioneer spirit.
The other frangrance wafting in the kitchen is the smell of cinnamon. You really get a double dose of that spice. I have a simmering pot of cinnamon sticks on the back burner - it is in one of that heavy cast iron pots with a open cross hatch lid I got at Lowe's last year. It just sits there and slowly simmers allowing the wonderful scent to curl around in the kitchen.
The pot is one source - however, there is another dose of cinnamon. I just put a large casserole dish of bread pudding in the oven. Leon does not like it - so that means I will get it all to my self unless someone drops by that likes it. It was made from the left over rolls of Thanksgiving. Guess I thought we would just eat bread and nothing else when I fixed them as I fixed way too many.
The decorating for Christmas is just about complete now. Just a few things left here in the house to do. Outside is another story - the wind is blowing 90 to nothing and it is cold as the dickens out there. We still want to do some more but it will have to wait until tomorrow as the temp is supposed to be warmer.
Today is first day of December - so I can say "Merry Christmas"!