We’re in a jam. Another jar of homemade blackberry jam dropped into the present out of a time vortex. This one is from 1993. It’s a full quart – a massive quantity – and is even better than the last jar that dropped in from 1995. We’re clearly doing something right and only wish we could do it again on purpose.
A 22-year-old jar of jam showed up, just as delicious as the day it was made.
Rose was cleaning out the recipe card box, which was packed with too many cards that we no longer use, when she ran across one of our old favorites that we hadn’t had in a long time.
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A small disaster. Sending in the robotic cleanup squad.
We generally see snow from late October through early April, but with an average annual precipitation of just 11 inches of water, we usually don’t see really deep snow. This year, however, we’ve been getting a lot of snow. It’s the third-highest snowfall ever recorded this far into the winter, and this past week it really piled up. With the long weekend, we’ve been getting out and enjoying it. Blowing it, shoveling it, walking in it, snowshoeing in it.
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Figs and cheese make a simple and pleasant dessert, but recently I accidentally stumbled on another ingredient that elevates things to a whole new level.
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