At other times during the weekend, when I am not doing work and whilst the rain pours and pours from the sky, I make jam and put it in the dishwasher:
In other news, I ordered 120 glassine bags off of the internets today, muttering something to myself about 'wedding favors' (to adopt the ghastly American spelling); wedding favors that I have absolutely no intention of buying or making. I have quite patently lost my mind, and I am very much afraid that only gin can help.
Coming soon: Wedding Porn Pt 2, my excellent recipe for peach and lavender jam, and a preview of my wedding invitation which features something so lovely and so generous that even thinking about it causes tears to spring to my cynical simian eyes.
Pip pip!
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It's Martha Stewart what's to blame. She has a serious thing for glassine bags and I'm pretty sure that you only need to be contemplating a wedding in order for her evil influence to creep into the subconscious mind moaning things like 'haaaaaaand maaaaaaaade taaaaaaable teeeeeeents' or 'fuuuuuull time staaaaaafffff - it's a gooooooood thing.'
can't wait !
I would really like to know... why there is jam in your dishwasher? Do you find it difficult to unload a dishwasher with monkey hands or are they more dexterous than I am giving you credit for?
I also want to know why there is jam in your dishwasher? And I'm very, very excited at the prospect of wedding porn part 2..
tequila helps more!
Do not succumb to the American spellings! They are TEH EVILS. Remember, you are in Canadia where we still remember how to spell.
Mostly.
I want to know, too. Esp. as I shall pick strawberries in tomorrow's Scotland sunshine to make merry with jam.
Here is why. In England when we make jam we wash our jars and sometimes we keep them sterile by keeping them in a warm oven. Then we screw on the lids and leave them upside down, or we screw on the lids and, if we are feeling daring, boil them again.
In Canada the lids have two parts, there is pectin in packets everywhere, and endless instructions about boiling jars once, then twice, then ... and so it goes on.
I put the empty jars through the dishwasher then put them in the oven, as suggested by Monkeymother (with blessing of an (American) food hygienist) until I need them.
The stupid and annoying 2-parted lid things get a go in boiling water (not the screwy bit, the other bit). Then I put it all through the dishwasher (my own invention) at the end to get all the sticky dribble off the jars at the end and give it a last heat-up. It is entirely unnecessary (from a 'the germs will kill us' point of view), but a good way to get the jars nicely gussied-up.
There we are. And don't blame me if you die of food poisoning.
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