Did you know you can freeze avocados? It’s true – you can. I was really excited to learn it was possible and have tried several ways to do it over the past couple years, until I found the one that worked best for me.
The first article I saw about, the writer said that she cut the avocado in half, then snugged a baggie around each half (leaving the stone in one half) and froze them. I thought, “Whew! That takes up too much space in my small freezer!”
My next effort was to partially smash an avocado and stuff it into a snack baggie, then to sprinkle some Fruit Fresh on it. It sort of worked in that it saved space, but any portion of the avocado that the Fruit Fresh missed turned brown.
My next method, and the one I still use today, is as follows.
Cut the avocado in half and remove the stone.
Clean the meat out of the shell into a bowl.
Smash the avocado until it’s just mush, then sprinkle on some Fruit Fresh. Mix it in really well. You want to be sure that it “touches” every part of the avocado meat – sort of like mixing sugar into a recipe. Make sure it’s well blended.
When it’s ready, scoop the whole mess into a snack baggie.
Close the baggie, trying to get as much air out of it as possible. Then mush the avocado around to make a nice flat packet. One avocado fits perfectly into one snack baggie.
Put several snack baggies into a quart freezer baggie (or gallon size if you have that quantity).
Take a piece of transparent tape (Scotch tape) and write “Avocados” on it, then put that on your freezer baggie. This way, when you’re done with that freezer baggie, you can simply remove the tape and Voila! It’s good to go for its next use!
When you’re ready to make guacamole or you want to try baking using avocado in your recipe, just grab one of your baggies from the freezer and off you go!
You can do something similar with soups – put the soup into a plastic container, label the container with your tape. Once it is frozen, remove the soup from the container and put it into a quart freezer baggie. Take your tape from the container and put it onto the baggie. Makes it easy to store – and easy to give away without having to remember to give/get your container back.
Okay, so I found a house sitting gig in Lincoln City, Oregon. It’s not on the beach but still, it’s at the coast, right? The place is home to three guys – which means there is hardly anything to use; cleaning supplies, kitchen supplies, and lots more. The father, Ricardo, works for NOAA and is gone for several months at a time. He works on a ship in Alaska with a bunch of scientists. They go to specific areas (including the Bering Sea) to count pollock as the world depends on this fish (something I was not aware of before this). His son and nephew live at the house here, although the nephew is rarely around, except to sleep, shower, and head out. The son, Eddie, is 20. Although he has some quirks and needs someone here, he’s a really interesting and intelligent guy. I’m enjoying getting to know him.
There has been a lot of household stuff to do; like get supplies, clean, organize (mostly the kitchen), etc., and I’m now finally back online! And also finally have this place into more comfortable livability – yay! Yesterday, however, was a challenge. On Saturday, after washing a BUNCH of pots and pans, I looked under the sink for something and discovered water gushing everywhere. Gasp! Of course, there is no one available on a Sat evening, and no one on Sunday either. So yesterday morning, I was delighted to welcome the contractor – who was a genius! He fixed that issue – whoever had installed the dishwasher (which I was not using) hadn’t put any clamps on the hose – so the one time I used it earlier last week – well, you get the idea. Who installs a dishwasher and doesn’t use clamps for the hose?
Anyway, David also fixed the kitchen faucet, which had been installed incorrectly (same person as the one who did the dishwasher?). AND, he fixed some kitchen drawers that weren’t functional! Woohoo! Kitchen functional. Except … in this house, the washer and dryer are also in the kitchen. So, I threw the sopping towels that I’d used under the sink into the washer – which suddenly stopped working at all. After researching it on the web, I found that the filter needed to be cleaned (at least every 2 months). Okay, no problem, right? Wrong!
So I pull out the little drain hose to drain the water before uncorking the filter basket – to no avail. I tried everything I could to get that sucker open – no deal. Finally, I decided to just try the filter basket and, of course, water began gushing out. Stopped that up and then found that there was a large pedestal drawer under the washer that was empty – yay! Extra work, but hey – at least I could get to that filter, which was disgusting! It had not only lint but included tape, labels, pine needles, etc. Not surprising that poor machine couldn’t drain!
Of course, the pedestal drawer was half full of water (lucky it was only half full) that had me bailing empty. Plus more towels, of which there are only a few, getting sopping wet from all the water that missed the drawer. But the filter was clean, reinstalled and the washer was once again happy. Before the next time, I’m going to have to figure out how to get that drain hose apart!
Turns out that the landlady, who lived in this house for 10 years, had NEVER cleaned the filter basket! I’m surprised it took this long for it to clog up, but with three guys doing laundry, and now me in the mix, I guess it was time. The internet sites say to clean it every 2-4 weeks, not months as it says on the machine. I’ll be fixing that darned hose and cleaning that filter, for sure!
So now, things are in order around here and I’m back online! Woohoo!
UPDATE: The evening after writing this, my young charge did a laundry – his sheets, so a normal load. I heard some noises in the kitchen so went to check and stepped into 2″ of water! It turns out that the drain hose blew right out of the wall, spewing water everywhere! Poor guy saw the water and knew it would have to be cleaned up so took himself for a walk to the local IGA (closest grocery store to the house) and purchased a mop. He was busily mopping the water out the sliding glass door when I arrived.
An appliance person, Louis of Leppe Appliance here in Lincoln City, arrived the following day and worked his wonders; fixing the drainage hose and also getting that blasted cap of the small drainage hose by the filter basket. That bloody thing is so tight even he had trouble getting it loosened, so I’ll probably have to ask one of the boys to do it for me next time. We’ll see.
Then that marvelous man took the oven door apart for me so I could clean two long streaks of something that somehow ended up between the layers of glass. They were making me a bit crazy as I kept trying to clean the door, inside and out, to no avail. Now that oven door is sparkling clean – yay!
If you live in this area and need any appliance help, Louis is not only efficient but a delight to have around! Too young for me, darn it! 🙂
Hopefully, this is the end of the flooding around here. I hope your house misses this adventure!
l was asked to think of a favorite quote and ended up, instead, thinking of of a time when I was so down and so lost, so forsaken that I knew my life was over. Obviously, it wasn’t, but I’d like to share those thoughts with you today. I hope you or someone you love might find these words bring hope.
DOWN AND LOST
When you feel down and lost, so low that there is nothing left.
When you feel your life has no more meaning and there is nothing left for you.
When you are so low that you are in that black pit, you know the one.
That was the time I laid myself flat out on the ground and just lay there.
I lay watching the sky and clouds,
Without thought and without feelings.
No sense of anything,
Just lay there.
Not feeling the ground at my back.
Just lying there, doing nothing,
Watching the clouds slide on by,
Changing into phantasmagoric shapes
But I didn’t see them
Watched them slide away into nothingness
I lay there, my back flat out on the ground,
And watched the sky and the clouds.
No thoughts, judgment, or criticism,
No hopes, wishes, or loss.
Just clouds and sky sliding away into nothingness –
Until one day,
Who knows what day
Or how long it took to get to that day,
Just one day,
That one day,
I actually saw … something
I saw shapes drifting by in the sky.
I saw colors of the sky and the clouds.
I saw changing light and changing shapes.
I saw …. something
And still I lay there with my back flat on the ground.
And then one day,
Who knows what day or how long it took to get to that day,
Just one day, that one day
A thought floated through,
Was it in the clouds, on the air?
Just a single thought
But it was a thought that carried with it the beat of my heart
A thought that caused a movement
A stir in my body –
Just a small,
Tiny movement …
And that thought, the thought that changed my life,
The thought that woke me from the pit,
The thought that gave me life
When I am so low
When I have nothing and no one,
When I am forsaken by others,
Forsaken by myself as well,
As I lie here on the ground
Because there is no place and nothing
The ONLY thing left,
The ONLY thing for me to do,
The ONLY way for me to go
And I stood, slowly,
And slowly I walked, And eventually, I lived.
Jan Revell 12/23/2014
So… I finally got moved (It only took two carloads, which is nice). I’m house sitting for some lovely people who are headed to AZ for the winter; so I’ll be here through March.
One of the MAJOR points we forgot to discuss was the password to their wifi, so I texted them to ask. No idea. Finally, she called the company and had my name added so they would talk to me. I called. “We can’t access the password unless we know the name of the modem.” WHAT? The modem is in her office, which she locked (didn’t want me to see the mess). This is NOT going to be good. So, I call her and ask if there is any way for me to get into that room. She told me there is a key in the closet in the hall, “you know, the one with the laundry chute.” No, I had no idea, so she had to talk me through the house to find this closet. Then, she says, “lift the shelf on the left and it’s under the shelf” – sure enough, there was the key! Yay!
Then, where is the modem? It’s under the desk (of course). I crawl under the desk and verify – not enough light and I need an extra set of glasses – the ones hanging around my neck aren’t strong enough. Go search through luggage to locate glasses. Back in the office, thankfully, the cord to the modem was long enough so I could sit on the desk chair and not have to get down on the floor again! And the desk lamp cord is long enough to allow me to move the lamp to the front of the desk. Yay! And, there’s the modem name and password, and it works, hooray!!
I left the office and locked it, of course, making sure I had the key in my hand, just in case. While lifting the shelf to replace the key in its place, my phone slipped out of my hand, bounced on the closet floor and slid neatly into the laundry chute! Crap!
But … Where does the laundry chute come out?
I hightailed it downstairs and into the laundry room. No obvious laundry chute. The only possibility I can see is a cupboard, but it seemed to be locked. I thought “another locked door” and kept looking – all over the basement – many rooms, no laundry chute. Where in the heck is it? It has to be down here .. somewhere. And I can’t call the homeowner because my phone is in the laundry chute!!
Giving up, I go back upstairs to find my trusty flashlight, then get on my hands and knees to peer into the laundry chute (it’s in the floor of the closet) and sure enough, there was my phone with some laundry. From up here, I see a sliver of light and realize that the deposit location is, indeed, in that cupboard. Once more downstairs to the laundry room and YANK on those doors – which opened to reveal laundry AND my phone. Such a relief it is!
Okay, you may laugh now!