Since Jailhouse is a soggy pile and I was bored out of my skull Sunday, I convinced Kurt to go and pick prickly pears with me. They are ripe in the arboretum right now...I love California. Then we went over to my house and dealt with the spines and got our drink on. We made
jelly and
syrup. Then we drank cacts margaritas with the syrup. Holy shit they are GOOD! This may be in part because Kurt used to make margaritas for a living. Dude knows what he is doing. Here are some photos:
Kurt did most of the dirty work, but it's only because he's tall...and has thick leather gloves.
Dealing with them is
a pain in the ass, but the results are worth it, especially if you share the work with someone else. Jesus my kitchen looks messy...
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