(I normally juice outside, but we were only doing enough for tonight and in the morning)
I think I say it every year, being raised in a parsonage had its advantages. I have always loved fruit. We had grape vines in Valdese, I love grapes. In Albemarle we had a pecan tree in the corner of the lot and persimmons behind the church. I ate ‘em but not my favorite. There were always friends with apple trees or some growing wild in the woods that I knew Johnny Apple seed planted for me. Also out in the woods I felt like I had found gold when I ran across Muscatine's.
BUT we very seldom had citrus, (tangerines being my favorite), EXCEPT AT CHRISTMAS. Growing up most churches gave what was simply called ‘treats’. A big brown bag filled with fruit and a couple pieces of candy. The weekend before Christmas the church smelled of ORANGES.
(The Hamlin is a juice orange, 12 made 22 oz. note the seeds, the Hamlin is full of seeds)
Especially one room where the treats were put together. Preachers kids were always recruited to assist volunteers that put things in the bags as they were slid past you on a bench. The last person would twist the bag to make a neck handle, and place it in one of the empty fruit boxes. I guess that is why oranges remind me of Christmas.
(The first juice given the test, results, very good)
I am not sure if churches do that anymore. If not the kids are missing out on a great feeling, a great gift at Christmas. Everyone got a treat, down to the babies. A family of 4-6 took a lot of fruit home to have to munch on over the Christmas week.
(I love peanuts and orange juice)
I just juiced 12 oranges mostly Hamlins with a couple Navels.
This is my favorite Christmas thing, the tractor and carolers. We got this at Frankenmuth, MI at a Christmas store. I love the little thing.
Thanks for coming by the log.
Christmas is a joyous time, celebrate and be happy. Enjoy the reason for the season….
Missed Lucy, gotta rush!
It gets harder as Santa ages….