Canned Flatulence

The title of this post is a lame attempt at a joke.  Actually, this is canned goodness.



click on the jars for a closer look

I made a ginormous batch of navy bean soup last evening using a couple of smoked pork hocks from Marchant's butcher shop as the foundation.

Rather than freezing it I canned it in a pressure cooker.  Twenty pints to be exact.  This saves precious freezer space with a shelf-stable product. 

It should keep for a couple of years without skipping a beat - but I don't think it will last that long.

The Fartiste

Any of you who have spent any length of time around a group of guys know what I am talking about.

They like to fart when the fairer sex isn't present.

One of my pals calls himself a Fartiste.  Which is a synonym for Flatulist and Farteur.

He claims that his sphincter is his palette and the atmosphere his canvas.