When I moved to the suburbs, I realized that I just couldn’t afford to buy food. I swear food is much more expensive in the burbs. Anyhow, I had my rent, phone, gas and car. Food was just killing me.
A friend of mine told me about a local food pantry. I felt weird about it at first like, am I taking food from someone who really needs it? However, I looked at my child and had to accept that I am someone who really needs it.
The food pantry was run by the local church. We got canned goods, and even some meat. The pantry even had a produce day. On produce day we could come and get lots of fruits and vegetables.
One time, I was given a case of cucumbers. This was when I started preserving.
I went to the local thrift store and found lots of mason jars and different types of glass jars for preserving.
Now I don’t pass up a good deal on produce. I will bring it home and preserve it. Through my struggle, I picked up a new skill. Nothing is wasted.3/9/2016