Homestead Spread

It was my turn to feed the folks at coffee hour after services last weekend, and i wanted to share a bit of what we do around here. 

 Most everything on the table came from our or Susan's homestead, or involved some form of our food storage processing.

Except for the veggie pizza, which was there for color, and for one of the church members.
I woudda used home grown bells, but the timing was all wrong.
Just for the record.

The quick breads on either end were made from the muffin mix that i shared with you last week, and one had apples from a friend's tree that we dehydrated (the apples, not the tree.)  The other one had blueberries.  I admit to using store bought blueberries because the only blueberries we acquired this season weren't fit to eat.  Drought, ya know.  But still.  Representative is the idea.  Okay?

Being a firm believer in "Presentation is everything," we did a little farm animal thing...

The Baas gifted me with some ceramic Bob's, so one of those guys graced my mother's Fostoria platter, denoting the smoked duck salad (duck raised by Susan, ducksecution by Susan and I, smoked by Susan.)  The  duck salad was the hands down favorite among the group.

Well, the veggie pizza plate was empty first, and i have made that one for them, before, but the duck salad was a close second.

 Ellie May deviled some quail eggs (also from Susan's)...aren't they cute?

I couldn't find a quail to denote the eggs, but i had a small owl (comin' atcha, ALA, when i get the shirt done) so stuck a wee bit of curling ribbon on his head and called him a wannabe.

A psuedoquail, if you will.
Imagination required.

 And last, but not least, a goatie for the goat cheese. 

I made cherve, the soft goat cheese, and seasoned it three different ways.

And that was our little homestead spread.