Today I filled jars and freezer bags, stuffing in as much summer as I could. By noon, scarlet jars lined the countertops, a sauce-pot sputtered on the stove, and every window in the house was covered with a thick, runny layer of condensation. Patrick's glasses fogged immediately when he came home from work and ventured into the kitchen.
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4 comments:
Looks delicious
mmmmm!
There is something very comforting about preserving things for winter!
I wanna go live with you!! Did you grow all those maters?
No, I bought them (for dirt cheap) at a local farm stand. I don't have a big enough yard for the garden I want... but somdeday.
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