Two more reasons why this April has changed my life for the better. The much much better:
1) I now have a nephew. Yes!!! He's a week-and-a-half old and so tiny. I've spent much of this week memorizing his perfect face.
2) Number six from the list. It happened yesterday. Oh my.
(Some of the reviewers on that recipe say that it makes for a runnier jam than they'd like. And yes, I needed to spoon this over bread. But we were all too busy exclaiming at the astonishingly good flavor to say "hey, wish it was jellier." Besides, it thickened a little more overnight. So, no complaints here.)
You really must try it. So easy, so impressive, and it will make you think of summer and all things good.
If you're very very lucky, you'll also get to watch your niece smear it all over her cheeks.
A strawberry jam grin is a beautiful thing.
I may or may not have made a few ultra-lame jam puns. (A strawberry jamboree? Jam sessions? I wouldn't have said such things, would I?)
I may or may not have eaten this jam by the spoonful.
I may or may not have licked my plate clean, like a four-year-old.
Oh toast. The newest fine dining experience.