Olives, olives, and more olives

We're gradually getting used to the gypsy-like rythym of dividing our time between Sonoma and Klamath counties.  Check in here to see how these two lives intersect and often enliven one another...

Arrived home in Sonoma county dog-tired from Thanksgiving at the cabin and were greeted by the happy spectacle of jars & jars of brined olives lined up in rows in our pantry.  Just over ten quarts this year, from our four trees.  And we're not talking pampered orchard divas, no...these are real urban tree soldiers growing in the midst of garden hodge-podge on a 5,000-square-foot busy corner lot near downtown Santa Rosa.  Amazing!  I do love home-brined olives...

Wouldn't you reckon with this many olives about there's just gotta be a martini in here somewhere??