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Sun-warmed, ripe strawberries still on the plant. Could anything taste better? |
I originally picked those strawberries to eat at my house for breakfast. In fact for the first 3 days that I went to Moiya and Dave’s strawberry patch to pick the ripe berries while they were gone, I just ate the berries in the patch. I didn’t need a bucket to put them in.
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The worst part of Moiya's strawberries? Hulling them. After I hulled the smallest one (see bottom left in picture) there was hardly any berry left to put in the jam pot. |
Having fully retired here, I took a bucket over the next time I went to the patch so I could pretend to be someone blasé about picking berries. And that is how I ended up with enough berries to make jam.
Last month I tasted some cherry jam. The best cherry jam I had ever tasted. While I was going on and on about how absolutely perfect the cherry jam was, a friend leaned over to me and said, “That is strawberry jam, Arta, with just a few berries in i?t as well as all of the syrup.” So that wasn't the best cherry jam I had ever tasted, after all.
Now that I know strawberry is still the best jam ever, I thought I would try to leave some uncrushed bits of strawberry in the jam. And that might be why we were loving it on ice cream.
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Another view of Moiya and Dave's garden. Will those cherries be ready to become the best-ever strawberry jam soon? |
Well, all in an hours work, and I forgot that I even made the jam until David blogged about it.
Arta
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