I have never canned before, but I have wanted to for quite a while. I collected the supplies during the dead of winter when the sun wasn’t shining at all in Germany. It was a way to stay sane in the darkness, well that and buying really bright yarn. I bought a ton of mason jars I now realize, but I want to start dyeing yarn too so I think I have a healthy number to do both now.
So as Chubbs napped, or perhaps pretended to nap, I made jam. I am not sure if it will taste as I am dreaming it will. My stove did not want to boil the huge pots. Maybe I need to make smaller batches. I must remember that everything seems smaller here in Europe, including the burners. Then when I covered the pot to process the jam it started to finally boil as it should have earlier and spilled water everywhere, which has taught me that I need a bigger pot, though I am not sure a bigger pot will boil.
Besides wishing that it tastes wonderful, I am also hoping that I don’t poison my family. The jam is supposed to sit for 24 hours. The Husband gets back tomorrow night. So I think on Thursday we will test it out. If this turns out well then I want to make strawberry vanilla jam and then apple butter.