My friend Mary and I had an unusual afternoon together with no kids (well to be fair Peter was sleeping, which was pretty sporting of him I say) and we set to work making loads of saurkraut. Which if you didn't know involved crushing the cabbage, say with you feet! Much like grapes. So we had a day of standing on cabbage together with salt and jars and cuisinarts and screen-printed t-shirts as a back drop. And it was lovely.