1) Kraut Gone Bad
Oh, sauerkraut, I bragged about how easy you were. And then I tried to make you again. And you produced a foul-smelling white mold. What went wrong? Maybe it was because I read almost nothing about how to make you and then I attempted it anyway. I will try again.
|Sauerkraut gone bad just a few days after starting to ferment|
I was especially excited to try making a carrot ginger sauerkraut, inspired by this post from SouleMama. Once again, the white mold.
|Carrot ginger sauerkraut|
2) The Big Rain
We had A Very Big Rain here two and a half weeks ago. In case you live elsewhere and haven't heard, most of Texas has been in a severe drought for the last few years. While 2013 has been much better than 2011 in terms of rainfall, we still need a lot more rain to bring lake and aquifer levels up. Two Fridays ago, in the middle of the night, Austin received up to 12 inches of rain. In one night. Our neighborhood got about 8-10 inches. Two of our neighbors' houses flooded, one severely, and we had some minor water problems here, too. Worse than the puddle seeping through our back door was the fact that our septic tank filled with rainwater and the septic alarm began sounding at 5:00 a.m. Mr. Chanclas ran outside in his pj's with a shovel to dig ditches around the house, turn off the septic alarm, and rescue a chicken that roosts on the ground. I ran around inside the house with all of the extra towels mopping up water coming under the back door. Then I noticed a palm-sized bulge of water forming behind the latex paint on the living room wall. It was slowly moving down the wall. I did the only thing I could think to do, which was to poke a small hold in it and let the water out. Now my living room wall has stretch marks.
|The septic system being pumped out through the green hose.|
|The septic truck parked in the driveway.|
This isn't officially a failure yet, but I'm struggling with caterpillars in the garden. Cabbage loopers, I suppose. I've started smooshing the little buggers with my bare hands, which startled Mr. Chanclas and the children. One corner of the garden appears to be too shady to grow anything but the other end is doing well. We will see.
|The holey tat soi.|