tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32677968.post7476946813813807785..comments2023-11-03T08:26:40.615-07:00Comments on sourdough monkey wrangler: blenheim bliss (or, when child labor is a good thing)Monkey Wranglerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15108118712307836658noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32677968.post-64565835979644472562007-07-17T10:51:00.000-07:002007-07-17T10:51:00.000-07:00Oh man, don't forget pooberty. Z is getting hit fa...Oh man, don't forget pooberty. Z is getting hit fairly hard, and so am I. So to speak. So, I feed him pork and it seems to be making him smile.<BR/><BR/>Bigglesmeathengehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18103655191726899093noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32677968.post-2352839792017448702007-07-16T20:21:00.000-07:002007-07-16T20:21:00.000-07:00grew up with a tree in my SoCal backyard... raking...grew up with a tree in my SoCal backyard... raking up fermenting apricots... ewww! unwanted teen-age chore from hell. i got 5 lbs of blueberries in my fridge... nener nener!! and awaiting a bushel, whatever that is, of peaches... and hoping for an ice cream maker for the b-day.. peach ice cream! oh yeah, baby! thanks for the inspiration.Staciehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13522447943395054768noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32677968.post-55445101739231116342007-07-16T08:23:00.000-07:002007-07-16T08:23:00.000-07:00Ohl lord, your apricot adcentures sound great! An...Ohl lord, your apricot adcentures sound great! And thanks for endorsing the ice cream ball. I've thought of getting one for a couple of little boys I know but had no feedback from whether these actually appeal to kids. Appears it's fun and reminds me of the fence painting a la Mark Twain.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32677968.post-51996364871637953462007-07-13T16:58:00.000-07:002007-07-13T16:58:00.000-07:00Tea: Thanks! Have I mentioned before that I like ...Tea: Thanks! Have I mentioned before that I like the way you think?<BR/><BR/>Irreverend: I've heard thus......and it scares me.Monkey Wranglerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15108118712307836658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32677968.post-19560722314506030542007-07-12T09:57:00.000-07:002007-07-12T09:57:00.000-07:00Heh, yeah, focus. Seems as time rolls by and get ...Heh, yeah, focus. Seems as time rolls by and get older, they have plenty of focus. It just isn't directed at anything specific.<BR/><BR/>Bigglesmeathengehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18103655191726899093noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32677968.post-40883162225769475712007-07-11T23:20:00.000-07:002007-07-11T23:20:00.000-07:00Oh my, but that looks good. I say the ends justify...Oh my, but that looks good. I say the ends justify the means--and that ice cream sounds like some powerful justification!Teahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10795119468340273821noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32677968.post-12374965180546609852007-07-10T23:04:00.000-07:002007-07-10T23:04:00.000-07:00Kevin: Yeah, I too remember with utmost dread the ...Kevin: Yeah, I too remember with utmost dread the 140 hours of cranking.<BR/><BR/>I'm finding that as a parent, a big source of enjoyment can be applying new thinking to old problems, and the ice cream ball is just that. Besides, it keeps the small workforce mobile by encouraging them to roll it down hills and such.<BR/><BR/>I'll have to try the buttermilk concoction.....if my monkey is up to the task.Monkey Wranglerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15108118712307836658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32677968.post-73000858547846651332007-07-10T18:14:00.000-07:002007-07-10T18:14:00.000-07:00Dylan,I'm all in favor of child labor (unless I'm ...Dylan,<BR/>I'm all in favor of child labor (<A HREF="http://seriouslygood.kdweeks.com/2006/08/buttermilk-sherbet.html" REL="nofollow">unless I'm the child</A>.)Kevinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01385923797403540154noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32677968.post-19733046672036344112007-07-10T15:15:00.000-07:002007-07-10T15:15:00.000-07:00K&S: I guess growing up in Hawaii would explain th...K&S: I guess growing up in Hawaii would explain that one. You are missing out on a real treat, but from what I hear, I'm missing out on Japanese plums.....<BR/><BR/>Leena: I just knew you had an iron gut! Maybe we should collaborate sometime, or start a meme of sorts that asks for people's experiences with overindulgence. (And I'm sorry for killing you with the fresh fruit post.)<BR/><BR/>Calli: You wussy. C'mon, try 25 the next time you feel the need for some system "purification."<BR/><BR/>Chile: I'll have to check with the jam boss and get back to you on that one.<BR/><BR/>Joanna: For me, Blenheims are the "archetypal" apricot of my youth. Sweet, but not overly, with a nice red blush, and.......small. Believe me, I love ALL apricots, apriums, etc., but the Blennies are what bring back the body memory.<BR/><BR/>When you say you tried a few different vendors, was Efren of Avalos Farms one of them? I also tried others, but his were the best in my opinion, (and also the cheapest, especially in bulk) with the most red on them too, in which there seems to be a difference with flavor.<BR/><BR/>I hope this helped. If you want to talk about it more, I'm at the Tuesday market in the evening, from about 5:30 till close, working the Ecology Center Booth.<BR/><BR/>Also......did you know about the peach tasting event this Saturday? The Berkeley Farmers' Market, as part of their 20th anniversary celebration will be doing a peach and other stone fruit tasting, where folks will be able to waltz right up and taste fruit from the different vendors side by side. I'll be there too, 9:30-10am giving out fruit. I'm the tall bearded guy, usually in an A's cap.<BR/><BR/>Catch you soon.Monkey Wranglerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15108118712307836658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32677968.post-58235948618462798992007-07-09T22:26:00.000-07:002007-07-09T22:26:00.000-07:00Joanna, I think it comes down to Marketing. You ha...Joanna, I think it comes down to Marketing. You have remembered the Name "Blenheims". Eat what tastes good and local. You and your Monkey will be fine,chilebrownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08764983009786605227noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32677968.post-68769996864612017832007-07-09T21:21:00.000-07:002007-07-09T21:21:00.000-07:00Ah, apricots! I love them too. I grew up with this...Ah, apricots! I love them too. I grew up with this massive apricot tree in the backyard that produced hundreds and hundreds of excellent pieces of fruit. We stewed 'em, jammed 'em, ate them off the tree. I guess I have that iron gut because I've easily consumed 20 in a day on multiple days this past month.<BR/><BR/>(By the way, my monkey, who's 5, would be totally content living on nothing but fruit. Unlike yours, however, mine does sometimes mention that his "waist" hurts after I let him binge. Bad mom.)<BR/><BR/>Ok, but the real reason I'm writing is because I've been wondering lately why the Blenheims get the spotlight? This is a real question. I've been getting them in my box from Riverdog, and have bought some from a few different farms at the market, but honestly? I've been much more pleased with whatever the varieties I've been buying from Frog Hollow. Back in early June they were these big - really big - blush-colored 'cots that were truly to die for. Way more than one bite per fruit, like the Blenheims are. Don't remember the name. (Come to think of it, maybe they were some kind of hybrid?) Now Frog Hollow's got out some called, like Sunsweet or Sundown or something, and I still like them at least as much as the Blenheims. (I tried to do a side-by-side taste test, but when it comes down to it, they were all just so damn good I couldn't really decide.)<BR/><BR/>So, anyway, what's all the fuss over Blenheims about? Help me understand...Joannahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09223708357019114032noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32677968.post-73720655904058567402007-07-09T20:01:00.000-07:002007-07-09T20:01:00.000-07:00All right trade? Some Jam for some bacon. I got a ...All right trade? Some Jam for some bacon. I got a big ole fat piece of Buckboard Bacon for a taste of those Blenheim. Call me or Biggles!chilebrownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08764983009786605227noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32677968.post-47518076823503467802007-07-09T14:55:00.000-07:002007-07-09T14:55:00.000-07:00Gosh those apricots look gorgeous! I've always lov...Gosh those apricots look gorgeous! I've always loved how easy they are to split and stuff in mouth- but god no, never 20. The jam on poundcake, the ice cream... child labor never looked so good!Callipygiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11131979717873807365noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32677968.post-15480734476568274542007-07-09T06:28:00.000-07:002007-07-09T06:28:00.000-07:00It's funny how you mention iron guts...I have seve...It's funny how you mention iron guts...I have several stories from my youth (and sadly, adult) life that involve me consumely an ungodly portion of food. Chili. Soy Sauce. McDonald's Ketchup Packets. <BR/>Good times. She's a foodie in the making!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32677968.post-37209773287263852602007-07-09T00:38:00.000-07:002007-07-09T00:38:00.000-07:00I don't think I've ever had fresh apricots, only d...I don't think I've ever had fresh apricots, only dried. This sounds fantastic and what a great way to get the kids involved :)K and Shttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15375282198168168331noreply@blogger.com