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OK, I’m going to say it: I’m OVER winter. Jeez. More snow? Is this really what we need? And still no working sink or shower in our bathroom. So where’s the motherfucking silver lining? (Wow. In real life I have a mouth like a truck driver, but on the blog I rarely stoop so low.) But wait. Yesterday I made marmalade, and today there are five gorgeous jars of the stuff glowing on the kitchen counter. Canning doesn’t have to be such a big deal, you know. It’s not imperative that you slave over a hot stove for hours and hours, putting up jar after jar of whatever it is. You can simply look in your fridge and see that you have an enormous bowl of malingering kishu mandarins left over from the 10 pounds you ordered on a lark in January—plus the odd Meyer lemon and pink grapefruit—and decide that you’re going to make a discreet quantity of marmalade, just for yourself and the occasional very lucky friend. Read the rest of this entry »
