Jam!

It has been a good day. The sun is shining, I've done four? possibly five? loads of laundry, and made jam. Much, much jam. One of the things I took up after moving in here was making jam. I don't remember what triggered the interest, but I enjoy it, the results are tasty, and neither of those dissuade me from doing it more...

Today, I have made twenty one jars of jam. I have mint and apple jam, banana nut jam, and peach and apricot jam.

I already have plans for the mint and apple jam (moroccan inspired food), the banana nut jam is extremely tasty on toast or warmed and drizzled over vanilla icecream. Tobermory chews his way through the stuff at an amazing speed (apparently he likes it) so I made a double batch today. Eleven jars, in fact. And the young chap at work begged a jar, when I was talking about making it during the week, so I'll take one along to him.

I was also discussing my jam-making plans in IRC, and it inspired a bit of silliness which amused me greatly.

[MahalWurk] I have seven kilos of sugar in the pantry.
[MahalWurk] And much much fruit.
* MahalWurk will has fun.
* MahalWurk also praise the label maker.
[TheWatcher] ... that sounds like some kind of strange cult's mantra.
[Half] Oh most mighty maker of labels, we praise your name and join your unending hymn, but chiefly are we bound to praise you for the gift of knowing one thing from another, without which we would wander from place to place, asking "Verily, be this the True Jam?"

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