Ahhh, the smell of too many peaches.
Our former neighbors dropped off a huge bag of peaches the other day and they've been mouldering on the table while we wait for the perfect stage of ripe-goodness.
I'm not a big fruit person (unless we're talkin' the cherries in Ben & Jerry's Cherry Garcia ice cream), so I wasn't a big help at the testing.
Unfortunaltely, some started to look like rodents, and juice was spreading across the table ~
UNTIL . . . Mark came home today with a gleam in his eye and a plan to whip up a quick batch of freezer jam. His reasoning was that it was much easier than canning since you don't have to cook it. Little did he know....
I helped him by 'poaching' and skinning them and he, Sidney and I sliced and chopped. We had so many that we had to get into our food storage (church canned sugar!) for supplies.
It's 3 hours into the project, and I don't think Mark will ever make simple freezer jam again.
But it will never, EVER again taste so good!
(Photo originally uploaded by loumcf at flickr.com)
