I was making cranberry relish yesterday when Stick came into the kitchen and looked hungrily at the jars I was filling.
“You can eat the one on the left, ’cause I screwed up the seal.” I told him, hoping to deter him from sticking a spoon in the boiling cranberry-orange goo.
“Great,” he said. “You make jam and save the botulism for me.”
ha ha he hee
mmm boiling cranberry orange goo. That sounds like Meggy around Thanksgiving.