it was impossible not to sing my favorite jingle while crushing the life out of these poor little innocent grapes (what. i have issues). only they're not so innocent - they get stain everywhere and made my dog hyperventilate, which kind-of sounded like this.
these little pearls of joy came straight out of the boy's backyard! remember how one time he proposed to me on the bench swing under the grape arbor? little did i know there would someday be real live grapes on said arbor... what a treat.*
so, we did what any sensible people would do and harvested our grapes. we thought about maybe stomping on them, but then we watched this video and changed our minds
instead, we boiled them down. and then made grape sorbet (this is sort of a lie. we actually didn't make this until a few days later because miss smarty (me) forgot to put the sorbet maker back in the freezer. isn't that big of me to own up to that?)
what we DID make was...well...it gets tricky because you'd be surprised how few recipes there are floating around the internet that highlight grapes and don't involve the words "jelly," "juice," or "alexander the" (har har). Does anybody else remember otter pops? alexander the grape was always my least favorite*
the recipe we finally settled on (aka, found) claimed to lead to grape cobbler. what it really made was what looked like grape lasagna. mmmmm
i might have to admit that for retail house staging purposes, i may have put the grape lasagna back in the oven the next day to bring in the smell of baking when some people came to look at the house. i maybe also put a bowl of our grapes out on the counter with a note that said "eat me, I'm from the yard." (i don't remember exactly, but i sure hope it was more professional than that...)
* grapes are actually not my favorite fruit and i've never been a fan of grape jelly or grape juice, but that almost made it more fun to squish 'em and squash 'em
