If I was to sell that pint of salsa I think I would have to ask about fifty dollars for it. And that still probably would not compensate me or Mr. Moon fully for the labor we put into the growing of the vegetables, the preparation of the vegetables, the cooking, the jars, the jar sterilizing, and the first degree burns I seem to have on my left hand.
Which is odd in that I am right-handed.
Anyway, I have seven pints of homemade salsa now and if you asked me if it tastes better than commercial canned salsa, I'd have to say...eh, not really. But of course there is that sense of satisfaction I have from having done it and that's worth something.
The first thing I did this morning was cut all my sun gold cherry tomatoes in half. This took approximately forty-eight hours.
Not really. But an hour, probably.
And then I salted them and squeezed some of the juice out of them and put sliced garlic in with them and roasted them for a few hours.
And just like that...SALSA!
But. I did it.
And I know this sounds absolutely absurd but I'm proud of myself.