Re: Olives Home-made
Dammit! I'm supposed to be washing the ute and clearing out the garage and putting a new belt on the grey water pump.
Instead, I've read this thread and promptly walked down the back yard and picked 2 and a half kilos of green olives to experiment with. It's a public holiday Monday here in sunny South Oz, and the olives on the north side of the tree are just starting to turn red. Since I'm a green olive man, I decided it's time to get going.
I had a small crop last year, then I pruned the tree. The very first crop was consumed by my pet rooster Angus, may he RIP. No, the olives didn't kill him, in fact I think they contributed to his extraordinarily long life. He used to dig himself a dust bath under the tree then sit there all day pecking off the low hanging fruit. I weighed him at 5 kg once.
My Greek Australian neighbour, gave me this cutting from his best tree several years ago. It's just over my head now, and it's loaded this year.
I'm fast running out of his pickled olives, and there will be no more. He had a stroke and he and his wife moved to the city to be closer to the kids and the big hospitals. There's a tenant in his house now, and no one looking after the olive trees as far as I can see. Sigh.........
So, I have to carry the torch going forward.
Wish Annie M was around, I'd like to see what she thinks of using seawater for pickling.
Dammit! I'm supposed to be washing the ute and clearing out the garage and putting a new belt on the grey water pump.
Instead, I've read this thread and promptly walked down the back yard and picked 2 and a half kilos of green olives to experiment with. It's a public holiday Monday here in sunny South Oz, and the olives on the north side of the tree are just starting to turn red. Since I'm a green olive man, I decided it's time to get going.
I had a small crop last year, then I pruned the tree. The very first crop was consumed by my pet rooster Angus, may he RIP. No, the olives didn't kill him, in fact I think they contributed to his extraordinarily long life. He used to dig himself a dust bath under the tree then sit there all day pecking off the low hanging fruit. I weighed him at 5 kg once.
My Greek Australian neighbour, gave me this cutting from his best tree several years ago. It's just over my head now, and it's loaded this year.
I'm fast running out of his pickled olives, and there will be no more. He had a stroke and he and his wife moved to the city to be closer to the kids and the big hospitals. There's a tenant in his house now, and no one looking after the olive trees as far as I can see. Sigh.........
So, I have to carry the torch going forward.
Wish Annie M was around, I'd like to see what she thinks of using seawater for pickling.
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