This is what I was singing (out loud) during my trip to the cannery today. With demand through the roof, the Humanitarian Aid of the church has dispensed with food storage canning assignments and gone straight to production. The Kent Cannery is in charge of producing all of the tomato sauce for the effort. The tomatoes are grown in the sunny suns of the Sacramento area, turned into tomato paste, packed into oil drums, and shipped up to Kent. Up here, we pipe it into a huge mixer and just add water. It's then piped to kettles and brought up to 185 degrees and then aliquoted into cans for individual use. I usually get the job of packing the cans into the drums for autoclaving which gives a great core workout. This time, I got assigned to the lids, a semi-stressful job since you also have to move the cans into position at the same time or the system will jam. (For realsies, I turned my back to grab more lids and a can slipped under a bar and jammed the line, the sneaky devils.) Anyway part of the process is a rotary tamper that pushes excess sauce out of the can before its sealed. This means that tomato sauce is pouring onto the floor and splattering over anyone who is close. In this case, me! Tomato sauce was lapping up and over the top of my slippers. I had a great time though I wish I had worn my rain boots!
This is what I was singing (out loud) during my trip to the cannery today. With demand through the roof, the Humanitarian Aid of the church has dispensed with food storage canning assignments and gone straight to production. The Kent Cannery is in charge of producing all of the tomato sauce for the effort. The tomatoes are grown in the sunny suns of the Sacramento area, turned into tomato paste, packed into oil drums, and shipped up to Kent. Up here, we pipe it into a huge mixer and just add water. It's then piped to kettles and brought up to 185 degrees and then aliquoted into cans for individual use. I usually get the job of packing the cans into the drums for autoclaving which gives a great core workout. This time, I got assigned to the lids, a semi-stressful job since you also have to move the cans into position at the same time or the system will jam. (For realsies, I turned my back to grab more lids and a can slipped under a bar and jammed the line, the sneaky devils.) Anyway part of the process is a rotary tamper that pushes excess sauce out of the can before its sealed. This means that tomato sauce is pouring onto the floor and splattering over anyone who is close. In this case, me! Tomato sauce was lapping up and over the top of my slippers. I had a great time though I wish I had worn my rain boots! 
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