Raspberry Jam
Part of our consolation in coming off the mountain, especially into 90 degree plus weather, was looking forward to raspberry picking in the park near our home. Last year’s yield was incredible in both quality and quantity, far better than what we were finding in the stores.
This year’s offering, however, was much poorer. Probably the lack of rain and the intense heat played the biggest role. But that’s part of the territory when you buy into the philosophy of eating local. Every season and every year has its own character, its own goods and bads.
So when life gives you lemons, make lemonade. When it gives you fewer good raspberries, make less jam.