Firas and I may have gone a bit overboard as we ended up with about 14 lbs of strawberries. Whoops. So then we had to figure out what to do with them.
Well, first we ate lots. Then we decided to make smoothies
I think we even successfully managed to get the lids to seal! There was a point where I wasn't really sure it was going to work. Basically, the jam was still super hot, but Firas and I kept poking at lids saying "Why aren't they staying down?!?!" Ok, so we're not supremely patient.
I wish I had a picture of Firas' kitchen post-jam making. It looked like a strawberry goo ball exploded and managed to hit every surface in the place.
Somehow in the middle of the jam explosion, we also made salmon with strawberry salsa.
So, to make everyone happy after the meh-salmon, we made daiqaris.
Right, so where was I? Oh, yeah, so we woke up after the non-enough-rum-and-daiqari evening and had pancakes!
Technically they aren't really pancakes, they're essentially Czech crepes. In my house we always called them "platski" which is apparently a massive bastardization of the real word. Google translate has just informed me the correct word is is "palačinka." What's so great about them is they're super easy: 1 cup flour, 1 cup milk, 1 egg, a dash of vanilla, an voila! Pancakes!
Hm, now I'm craving platski. Um, yeah, I'm gonna go now....