Joni and I found ourselves in a sticky situation this past Saturday. We were in a jam.
Actually we were in jars of jam as we had our first encounter with making homemade jam.
It all started out earlier that same day as in the morning we beat the heat and hit the street to visit some folks who have an abundance of apricots literally falling from the trees.
We filled a couple of boxes or so with apricots and after a friendly visit were on our way to the store for our canning supplies.
I remember my mom canning when I was a kid, all the boiling water and time it took to do the job.
So, Joni and I went an easier route. We made freezer jam.
The result was we decided to start with fewer jars of jam to see how we did and to gauge our freezer space.
By the time we crushed dozens and dozens of apricots, added sugar and pectin, we were almost up to our elbows in a sticky apricot concoction.
Our kitchen isn't huge, but we made the best of it in our teamwork.
We ended up with about eight jars of jam. I say about eight because the stuff was so good we ended up eating some of the sticky stuff before it got into the jars.
So we have our jars of jam in nice order in the freezer. It's going to be nice when fall and winter turns cold to have summer's harvest waiting for our morning toast. We'll also be giving away a few jars.
It's only been four days and already one of our jars of freezer jam is gone. Joni is a jam-a-holic it turns out and she's even taken to put the stuff on her ice cream.
So now we find ourselves in another jam. The sticky stuff is so good we may not have all that much left for winter.
I think we'll need to make another trip to see our apricot friends.