| Firstly I bow at the feet of the Queen of Tarts, Deva Mirel, of Sabjimata fame. Since she’s ‘jammin’ away in the US of A’, I can safely make and blog about my jars of fruity delights here in Sydney without encroaching on her sticky territory. It’s a big world.
So big in fact that while I even placed an order to pursue plentiful pots of her pectin-laced peccadillos, postage costs made that a sugar-induced reverie only – alas!
When I opened the fridge this morning to survey the left-overs from Day of the Relos, I espied a lonesome punnet of strawberries. When I see fruit, I see jam. Can’t help it. You know what I mean, Deva dd?
 Slice the berries
 Splash of water + cook a little
 Raw sugar is added
 Cook over full heat
 Remove when ‘just right’
 Ready for storage
Posted by Kurma on 16/6/08; 9:31:04 AM
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